Dangerous Love.

What do you do when you find out all those stories of monster and demons are not actually stories but reality? Well that is exactly what happened to me, fantasy became reality. My name is Renee Surret and I am 23 years old, I live in the small town of Quinby in South Carolina. I am 5'3" long auburn hair dull brown eyes, small nose, thin lips, nothing special basically a plain Jane, a normal human. I live in a 3 bedroom mobile home down a dirt road, in the middle of nowhere; my car is an old beat up 1999 Honda Civic. I work as a 3rd shift (11pm-7am) server at a 24 hour truck stop diner. My life has been one disaster after another, on big bad decision. My father died when I was 11years old, my mother ended up marrying an abusive drunk, which lasted for 10 years until he up and left with someone new and younger. I married right out of high school, divorced 3 years later, my mother died 7 months after I married Jason. Jason my ex-husband was the exact same thing my step father was an abusive drunk who ran off with another women, he divorced me when they had a baby and she wanted to get married, lucky her (Note the sarcasm). I live a pretty boring life; I mean I own the trailer and land it is on thanks to my parents. The one thing my mother never let my step father take, All I really do is work and when I'm not working I spend my free time either cleaning, yard work, reading or up-loading some of my story writing's on line wattpad mostly. I guess you could say I am the true definition of white trash. But all that changed one day, it was as if all those stories I have ever read or written came true.
This is my story of how I learned fantasy can become reality.