Spilled Mascara

Spilled Mascara

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Mascara is poetic.. Cassandra Smalls is a high school girl, living in a well, unusual world. In Cassandra's cosmos, people have all sorts of powers, whether it's breathing fire, or controlling water. Cassandra's powers haven't sparked yet and usually they spark in 8th grade. And with not having powers, means that your technically an "outcast" who have to live with a normal job (non-heroic), a normal life, and shame from the society. Since her powers haven't arrived yet, Cassandra gets picked on daily. Tired of getting picked on over and over again because of how she looks and also because her powers still haven't, Cassandra moves, with her family to a different town, with a new school. In her new school, Cassandra meets new friends, new adventures, and with that come new problems. *This is my first official story so bare with the horribleness please and thank you*
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"Cassandra run!" That's all my life has been about- running. Trying to escape one problem or the other, yet never completely evading it. This was my life. A life which was such a mess of secrets and pain, making it impossible for me to live like a normal teenage girl. Now, I'm leaving the only people who never left my side, no matter what. I feel horrible and I hate myself but try as I must I can't turn back. I'm running without really caring where I was going, my legs taking me to god-knows-where. And that's how I ended up here. In a forest. What was I thinking? Easy, I wasn't. That night, in that forest was were my life changed forever...

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