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Unexpectedly Expected
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Ongoing, First published Oct 04, 2016
"I know who you are! I remember you!" I gaped, shocked.

"Do you now?" He chuckled with his back turned towards me.

"You're him!" I smiled, "Are you my destined?"

"No," he began walking away, taking several steps before stopping.

"I destined you"
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My life is pretty normal. 

I have a crazy, best friend, I go to college while taking part time jobs, my parents died and left me to my Grandparents care, and we celebrate holidays.

But, that was before I bumped UNEXPECTEDLY into a stranger, and, what do you know, it'd EXPECTEDLY twisted my fate.

Oh! My name's Cassidy, and this is my story.
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Something didn't feel right. I looked around my room slowly; cautiously; taking everything in and trying not to feel too nervous. Perhaps Lure was in my room right now, watching me, silently laughing to himself. I didn't doubt it. I slipped off my bed and walked around, hugging my waist, and tilted my head. I felt my rough ponytail slide against the back of my neck and over my shoulder as I moved. "Lure?" I hissed, "Lure, are you there?" I wandered around a little, for some reason feeling scared. But why? It was only Lure. He wouldn't hurt me, would he? "Okay, Lure. Quit it. I know it's you. Who else would it-" I stopped, startled, when I heard a strange sound that made me cringe. It was like fingernails being dragged across a chalkboard. I whipped around and came face-to-face with my mirror. Immediately, I saw the difference. Various scratches were displayed across the glass, forming words. It looked as if claws had written the words in the mirror. "Deepest apologies, but it was fun." (All credit goes to my sister, who wrote this when she was in the twelfth grade)