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Clent is going to hate that I decided to write all of my thoughts down. If she finds this I am utterly doomed, all of my hopes and dreams will be flat-out annihilated. So let's hope she doesn't find this.If this is any other person please continue with the meager story of my downfall.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~It was a lush morning of February 8th. The wind twittered against my house instead of birds. The sun glared through the windows after it was filte...
My nails rapped at the stack of papers I should've been organizing, but I glared at the cerulean ceiling outside. It was completely clear of white clouds. I gritted my teeth in frustration and slam my fist against my flimsy wooden table. It wobbles threatening to fall but I stabilize it just as Claire walks in. "Can you chill out Ezzie, I'm trying to stu...
I take a deep breath of the cold night air and I step into the manor instantly attacked by the large amounts of dusty and molding wood. I cough as I brush my hand against the dark green wool walls of the manor that belonged to the late Alegra Pioswood. She was a magnificent writer. Born on September 9th, 1899 on the witching hour. In fact, 3 people had died because of her. Her brother in a bicycle incident where ...
Sunlight spills through the blinds, thick, like honey. I groggily open my eyes. I rub away dry tears with the heels of my hands. Quickly, I fix my bed up and I wake myself up with an icy shower. As I walk to the cafe leaves drift down and I crunch leaves as I walk. I open the glass door and I see Jessica writing on a blackboard with a w...
" Why do I look like a cup of ramen?" I say as I point at the orange sweatshirt with the chicken flavored ramen pasted on it. "Your witch costume looked so bad my dog threw up on it thinking it was a piece of garbage," Bethany says as she finishes painting her pinkie finger white. "Fair enough." I shrug and I scrawl down some random answers on my homework. "And also what's that," I say point outs...
*All Names Are Fictional* *All Names Are Fictional** If You Have A Similar Name I Am Extremely Sorry!* It was on August 3rd. I sank along with Jessica as I dragged her to shore. She was sinking and taking me along. I couldn't save her like the idiot I was bringing myself first. I get out of the lake shivering. I look around to find a lifeless body next to me. Radio chatter fills my ears until I suddenly black out. I wake up to find bright lights stabbing my eyes. Three days after I recove...
I speedwalk past the glittering pink and white dresses and glasses of red wine. Fancy desserts on sliver plates carried by posh servers walk around offering refreshments. I scan the room to find a server that is carrying tiny sandwiches and long brown hair coiling down her back.I catch her gaze and gesture towards the lobby. She nods and hands another serve her silver plate. A girl with her head rested on the table is snoring lightly. I tap the vent near the girl's foot 3 times then the lights go out. I hear panicked voices in the ...
I spray my desk with kombucha as Jessica tells me I'm on the news. A bit dramatic reaction if I do say so myself. That's what I strive for anyway. I open up my own hologram computer and scroll past the flying pigs and endangered raccoon ads. Then I find it. It's me. I zoom in to clarify and find my middle school self. Luckily my skin was clear that day and I got my braces off so I look pretty cute with my french braid.The headline says " Genesis Quinn the predecessor of Bethany Quinn her ...
I glared furiously at the yellow sign with the words " Welcome to Tech Studies!" Scrawled in blue Sharpie. "Genesis what would you like to do about the petition to fix the water fountain?" "Ask Mrs.Harrison to fix it," I said gesturing her off. "Genesis the French club and Latin club use the same room what should they-." "Create a routine." I cut Jacob off and he rushes away. Behind me are about 5-7 people wanting...
"Can you keep a secret." Jessica snatches my phone from my grasp. "Depends." I snap angrily. "Can you?" Jessica asks gravely. " Can I have my phone back?" She glares at me. " Fine, yeah, I can keep a secret. I mean it's not like you've kept a secret like I am actually a wizard that is going to a wizarding school and I have to defeat a dude that is nose-less." I giggle but Jessica is still glaring me down. I suppre...
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