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Turtle Rain

Turtle Rain

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"I know you will. You have already given all of us hope." She started to turn away but stopped. When she looked at me I looked at her as well. "You might not be his mom, but you are better than any mom he could of had." I was shocked at her statement and just watched her. She didn't move, and as if answering my unasked question, she started to speak again. "Because you can do anything, and you will do everything." She finally turned and walked over to a couple of other people. Flair's life keeps taking a left turn when she wants to go right. She has to fight of mutations while keeping her son safe. She has plenty of secrets but her clan of Gate Hoppers don't mind. They are willing to wait for her to share her secrets when she is ready. The first they want to know is the secret of her 'son', why she really took in the tiger cub and most off all the strange markings covering all of her weapons.
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New town. New identity. Same crazy. I love it!!! (insert enthusiastic voice ) (cough, cough) Not!! I hate it. I hate having to to hide who I am. But to protect the civilians and my new home from being destroyed like my last ones, I have obey the leader's rule. No matter if I do disapprove. But all of that changes when I meet, more like bump into someone who's special. ... DOOR OPENS. "Naomi Satchel!" my mother yells as she comes blaring through the doors. "Yes?" I say as I still lie under the covers. My mother pulls my cover from my body and tosses it on the floor. I quickly sit up in my bed and glare at her. "Get your ass up now you have half an hour left before your first-period starts and you better not be late," she demands. "Mom, this isn't my school. This isn't my home. I don't want to go." I whine and beg my mother at the same time to let me stay home. What was I thinking? My mom has an image to uphold being this perfect mother who loves and cares about her little baby girl. We both know the truth. Until a few years ago, I never even knew she existed. She and my father both agreed to send me here because they couldn't stand the fact that I fell in love with a black boy. Although neither of them would ever admit, that's the only reason why I know of her. I don't want to attend a school where I'm going to have to forsake who I truly am just to fit into their liking. How can I explain that to my mom when she sees everything to be black and white.

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