The Secrets of the Youkai

The Secrets of the Youkai

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((In a parallel Universe where humans are known as strange creatures that were believed to be: Extinct, Mythical, and very rare. While all of the world's mythical creature in the human Universe is the Inhabitants of the Parallel Universe .In this world hearing the word "human is strange to these creatures".)) It was the first day of school, as the teacher say "human" Cross shivers as he is brought back from his daydreaming, looking up he see the teacher scribbling on the board about some human facts. Cross shivers at the thought of "What would they do if they saw a human?" The cat-girl in front of him begins to scratch at her table sending more shivers down Cross back. "After all Cross is a human undiscovered and would cause a problem if anyone found out" and to holy shit he was terrified to be in school for the first time. He didn't know what to expect, while looking out the window Cross wonder "what would they do to" he is brought back from his thought as the teacher calls out his name asking a question " Cross can you tell the class something about the creatures called "humans", you seem to know a lot about them seeing as I been observing you Cross, you seem to like reading a lot of mythology books about them, please to explain."
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Something didn't feel right. I looked around my room slowly; cautiously; taking everything in and trying not to feel too nervous. Perhaps Lure was in my room right now, watching me, silently laughing to himself. I didn't doubt it. I slipped off my bed and walked around, hugging my waist, and tilted my head. I felt my rough ponytail slide against the back of my neck and over my shoulder as I moved. "Lure?" I hissed, "Lure, are you there?" I wandered around a little, for some reason feeling scared. But why? It was only Lure. He wouldn't hurt me, would he? "Okay, Lure. Quit it. I know it's you. Who else would it-" I stopped, startled, when I heard a strange sound that made me cringe. It was like fingernails being dragged across a chalkboard. I whipped around and came face-to-face with my mirror. Immediately, I saw the difference. Various scratches were displayed across the glass, forming words. It looked as if claws had written the words in the mirror. "Deepest apologies, but it was fun." (All credit goes to my sister, who wrote this when she was in the twelfth grade)

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