Living a Lie

It was a dark winters evening and the wind howled furiously, rattling the windows and echoing down the halls of the abandoned building. I stalked through the shadows, my gun held in my outstretched hands as I examined my surroundings. I needed answers and I needed them now. This was the closest I had been to the truth in years and I wasn't about to let it slip through my fingers. Suddenly there was a loud noise from behind me. I leapt around, pointing my gun in every direction, my eyes scanning the room. A rat hurtled itself across the room abruptly and I exhaled a deep sigh of relief, my clenched fists loosening instantly and a short laugh left my lips. I was allowing myself to be spooked and it would only worsen this situation. I closed my eyes and counted to three. One...two...Suddenly a pair of hands appeared on my neck and my body was flung against the wall. The whole world went dark...

Arriana Black was a normal high school student until she turned 15 and her parents were killed in a car crash. She had lived for three years believing that it had been an accident until a knock at the door changed everything.