This Is WicKeDD (WKDD Book 1)
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 1h 51m
Ongoing, First published Aug 31, 2016
Tap. Tap. 
Hello... is this thing on?
Hi, my name is Dexter Wild, I just started school and have no idea what I want to be when I want to grow up. 
That all changes when I get saved by a beautiful emo girl with a samurai sword at a theme park in the dead of night. 
Pretty cool right? No, it's not. 
You see, the closer I get to unraveling the mystery of the emo girl, the weirder things get. 
Between juggling school, work, girls, family, and being attacked by strange creatures and ghosts, life went from normal to interesting in the whippity crack of a sword. 
Then I stumble onto the organization of Witches, Knights, and Druids of Death or WKDD. That is when things spiral out of control and I figured out what I want to be. But will I live... long enough to grow up... 
Wait... who wrote this...Hey!
...Am I going to die? How am I going to tell that cute girl next door?
... if my mom finds out I'm dead, she'll kill me!
Hey, can I suggest a few edits! ...Where did everyone go?
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High School. A virtual hell to every pimple covered, greasy haired, knowledge loving kid who walks the halls of the institution. Only a very proud few manage to rise among the ranks to become "the cool kids," snagging the lucky fate of living the best years of their lives up through the twelfth grade. We'll just not tell them what happens after they graduate. In ten years, when the kid the football team swirlied is their boss, they'll realize that it probably would have been better to not be cool when they were teens. But that doesn't matter now. Why you ask? I'll tell you. My name is Bridge, which isn't short for Bridgette, if you were wondering. My parents were assholes when they were younger, I guess. It could have been worse; at least I'm not a piece of fruit or an airline. Unique names can kiss my little undead butt. Oh yeah, that. I'm also dead. No need to apologize—it's not your fault, unless you're the pile of crap who murdered me. If so, could you fill me in on what happened? I'd really like to know how my life ended. The last thing I remember is going out for a milkshake and then, poof! I was here. Where is here, you ask? If you ask any of the adults, it's Harrison's Preparatory Institution for the Gifted and Unknown. If you ask any of the students, it's Hell Hall. That's right, bitches; high school is now back in session.