"Hey you, yes you, I know I'm in a book, I know I'm the star of the book, I know I'm in a wattpad story!" Violet looked down at her feet and sighed, "and I can get out of this place"
V, also known as Violet, lived in the simple village of Coylton, she had so many simple friends, she had a simple family, and a simple life.
Until I came along.
So what I did was, go find her when she was at the park, all alone, because I made her friends stand her up and I sat on the swing next to her, and that's when we had the conversation.
"Got stood up huh?" She jumped a little from my sudden appearance.
"Yeah, just my friends" She shrugged her shoulders.
"Here's a question, outta the blue. Have you ever wondered what it was like to be in a book and have like magical powers and have a total clichè life?" I waited for her answer, if she said yes, then I snap my fingers and it's done.
"Yes actually" I smiled and snap my fingers.
We appeared in a white room, that's when her nightmare began.
***TRIGGER WARNING: Contains scenes of sexual assault***
I kill Sex Offenders...That's supposed to make me sound good until you realize that I'm a murderer. See. Right there. You just realized it. and now you hate me. or want to walk away and not be any a part of this. That's fine.. I don't need you. Or anyone. Except Abby.. My little sister who was, you guessed it, targeted by her beloved boy friend, William. The first person I ever killed. So now I live on the run helping girls see justice for the men who never did, while keeping an online diary that people probably think is fiction, which works out in my favor anyhow. What prompted the diary you ask? Well, I'll get to that.
First things first
Chapter 1. Sob Story