The Circle (ON HOLD)

The Circle (ON HOLD)

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My name is Ally. I'm seventeen. My father was just murdered. How did I figure that out? A fellow witch made water float and form shapes like a scene out of a movie, except it was the scene of how my father was killed. Now I have to make a circle, fight off evil, save the camp, save the world and make sure my mother doesn't go off the deep end. How? I don't know. Let's just hope I don't die from a witch hunter, evil witch or some kind of evil thing. Can you tell I'm new at this?
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Prologue: "Hey where are we going,Aurora?" "You'll see,Abigail" "But...but you know I can't wait...I'm anxious" "I know you are,but wait" Friday afternoon,after school. Hi,my name is Aurora Haven(17 years old) and I'm from planet Earth.Me and my friend Abigail Adams(also 17 years old),are one a quest for finding some ancient history for a school essay of what the stones are on our planet.People call this stones "Precursors".I don't know why but that is the name of the stone.I only have my mother,my father disappeared after I turned 4,we don't know why,it just happen,my mother isn't all the time at home so sometimes I'm alone at home.I also have one friend and you already know her,Abigail,remember,but she feels like a sister to me,but hey friends can also be family.I know Abigail when we were little kids.We're the same age.We do basically the same things and now we're on a quest together.My mother put me in a white girl school for some reason that she doesn't want to tell me,but at least I made a very good friend.When I was 7 years old,me and my sister,Samantha(5 years old)went to the park and we played hide and seek.A man came and he took Samantha and I tried to stop him but he threw her off a bridge into the water and the worst part is,she couldn't swim and neither could I.I lost my sister that day.Everytime when I see something tragic and start to cry,because it reminds me of that day,the day I lost my only sister.

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