Life, The Afterlife, & Everything Inbetween

Life, The Afterlife, & Everything Inbetween

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“Hello.” A strangely familiar voice said. “W-who’s there? Do I know you?” Arianna’s voice wavered still keeping her eyes shut. There was no responce and so she continued in a demanding voice, “Tell me who you are right now!” She was scared seeing as she thought she had been all alone all this time. Trying to reassure herself she muttered, “Maybe I’m going crazy....” “You aren’t crazy,” the voice replied, “And I am very much real.” Arianna gave a slight scream and her eyes opened. A child born out of wedlock and caught in a racial and territorial war is sent away to an orphanage when she's just a baby. Abused her whole life for being different, she eventually runs away and tries to get to her father's homeland. Along the way she finds a new friend as well finds out she is being hunted down, which lead to a terrifying incident that sends her farther away then she ever imagined possible. Join Arianna as she struggle's through an abusive life, a betrayal, wars of the heart, forgiveness, and the supernatural.
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(Prequel to Clair de Lune) "We're born to believe the opposite of different is normal, and vice versa. Well, I'm the opposite of both." I lost my parents just before my fifteenth birthday. The circumstances were deemed accidental and it was swept under the rug. Truth is, someone covered up the whole situation and I was sent somewhere I knew no one would find me. I was swept under the rug too. Critter Ridge Orphanage is an old building placed in the pines somewhere in the state of New Jersey, run by a kindly woman and housing a family of others like me. Boys and girls all different in their own aspects. They didn't like me and I didn't like them, which was fine. Miss Huld, the owner, seemed to like me enough and that was all I needed. Things changed, though. They found a dead body on our property and everyone scrambled to lock the doors and bar the windows. The normal kids at school all started to edge away from us, from me in particular. They called us witches and devil worshippers. They were scared they might be next. I couldn't keep my nose out of where it didn't belong and then everyone was involved in the mystery. There's ghosts around every corner in this house, and if we don't figure out what's wrong here, we might just become the next ones.

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