The Lost Princess

The Lost Princess

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jun 8, 2020
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Having an advance intelligences was weird but having a vampire parents was way to freaky, right? All I know is that I'm just a human, a mistreated human that nobody cares about and only my family the 'Anderson' cared. Then suddenly I ask them about my birthmark and they refuse to answer me. My birthmark is kind of weird that it is a crown shape and Nathaniel Morgan starts to question it. After a few weeks, I figured out that I'm a Princess. The Lost Princess of Darkness. When I said 'Darkness' it is really dark, darker than anything that is purely evil. I didn't even want to become one of them but I have to because I have to save them. The one I love and specially him. (ON GOING, 2020)
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What did they mean? I knew who I was, didn't I? I was Rosalia Mallory, a girl left on the doorstep of our town's foster agency to find a new home. From there I went through three homes before at the age of 16 instead of having to live in the group home I secured enough money to, along with the money the foster carers were given for me, to buy an apartment building. Alongside a job bartending and waitressing I had enough money to attend college and am currently studying Religion and Mythology, Creative writing and Art. Just a normal teenage girl with a normal life. But at the same time, I'm not. Who am I? Seems like the most cliché question a teenager can ask right? Except when your missing months, if not years, of your life suddenly that seemingly simple question takes on a whole new meaning. After all, if you don't know your whole past how can you answer that for yourself?

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