Incandescent

Incandescent

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"That... that can't be. I've never known you. I've always lived here since... since.... I can't remember." My head starts to hurt. They're still there standing, staring and giving me sympathetic gazes. "Who am I?" Katri Ivory is a 14 year old girl. She has a sister named, Ginger. Their parents died causing them to be sent to a special orphanage. They never knew about their past and they've never bothered to care as long as they're together. T hey've lived their lives normally but that all changed when 3 new people were also sent to the same place as them. Little do they know, they're lives will change forever ############################################################################### Hi!!! This is my new book! I hope you'd love it and vote for it.... <3 <3 <3 <3 I love you all :D
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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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