The Dark Descendant

The Dark Descendant

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Paranormal
Humans are not alone in this world. The media portrays supernatural beings to be appealing, romantic, even some type of role model. Humans make movies, shows, write novels about us. They praise us, want to be us. It's sickening to watch. If they only knew the truth about the world. What actually lurks in the shadows? What hides under your children's beds and closets? Was that just a shadow I saw? Was that just a creak in the house? But, its safer that everyone didn't know the truth. If everyone knew, then all the humans would kill to become what we are. They see us as perfection. When it's actually a curse. Looks can be deceiving. Dawn Renwick lives in world where emotions and feelings are your weaknesses, and the only person you can trust is yourself. Dawn's brother Ezekiel has been taken, and she will do everything in her power to get him back. The question that remains is, can she find him in time?
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All I want is to be alone. I wish that no one existed. My name is Zeina. I don't talk much. Not at all actually. Well not really. I sign or write things down in my notebook. I can speak. But I really only speak to those I trust. Today I'm gonna die. Don't feel bad for me, I am choosing my fate after all. Im tired of living. It's exhausting really living up to your own expectations and the expectations of others. I'm sick of shaving every inch of my limbs, plucking my eye brows, doing my hair, getting dress. Honestly I'm sick of people. My hair is long and dark brown with blonde in it. I have bangs that hang over my face and ever so slightly across my eyes. I don't have friends. My family sucks. So if you're reading this I have a question for you. Are you an outcast too. Everyday I come home from school, take sleeping pills, and go to sleep. Now I just want to sleep. Infinitely. (A/N I'm currently editing this!)

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