~ Anna's Point of View~
Chapter 1
The stars had always spoken, the earth had always breathed, the moon had always sung, and with each of these movements my imagination grew. It seems like no one believes in fairy tales anymore. To me fairy tales don't tell us what exist, but they tell us what can be written and what can be thought. Some people tell me I'm completely insane. Some tell me I just have an imagination beyond comprehension. My name is Anna Latinede. I may be seen just as an ordinary 12 year old girl, but looks can be deceiving. I have long blonde/brown hair that goes down to the middle of my back, and ice blue eyes that can be seen from a mile away. I am 5'6 feet tall and have a curvy fit figure. I've read every Sherlock Holmes book that has ever existed, and I believe that there is always a bit of adventure and mystery in everybody's life. I also watch anime. A specific anime that caught my eye was one known as Black Butler. I fell in love with the theme of it, and all of the characters personalities. To be honest I actually believed that I could somehow get transported into their world. People told me to find my way back into reality. Others told me that I should just stop dreaming. I couldn't bring myself to believe them though, because what they don't understand is that I wasn't trying to find reality, I was simply running away from it.
I trudged out of school and popped in my ear buds. I slowly hummed along letting the music wash away all of my worries. I soon made it back to my house and heard my mother shout "How was school?" I just replied by saying "Same old, same old." The only good thing about today was the fact that I had no homework since it was a Friday and my teachers didn't bother to assign anything. I decided to take a shower and just relax afterwards. I then picked out the outfit I was going to wear. The outfit was a tight black camisole that I wore underneath my over sized auburn hoodie and I matched that with a pair of black skinny jeans and my black combat boots that had buckles on the back. Since my hair was dry and it was now curly, I decided not to mess with it, so I just left it down. The only accessory that I never took of was my lotus flower necklace. It was the only thing I had now owned that reminded me of my past life. I was adopted when I was eight. I remember finding this necklace on the busy streets of New York where I had originally had grown up. You see, I moved back and forth to many different adoption centers. I had been to one in Korea, Poland, Finland, and many more. America was always my original home though, and where I live now. I remember owning a ferret when I lived in Poland for about 3 years, but I soon had to give him away when I moved again.
I flopped backwards onto my bed and sighed hoping that one day I would have a place I could officially call home. My eyes fluttered closed as I fell into a deep sleep.
The smell of smoke filled my senses when I had awoken. When I opened my eyes I expected to see my house being engulfed in flames, but I wasn't even in my house I was sitting in a kitchen. A man with a flamethrower was lighting the whole kitchen on fire. "What are you doing!?" I screamed at him. He then turned to face me, but when he did I almost fainted. HE LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE BARD FROM BLACK BUTLER "Hey, who are you?" he replied.
"Sebastian there is this random girl sittin by the stove!" Bard said. My mouth fell open when a man with jet black hair and beautiful blood red eyes entered the room and said in a velvety voice, "Bard I really don't have time for your nonsense." IT WAS SEBASTIAN MEACHALIS. "…And who might you be miss?" he asked. "I…um..." was all I could say.