There are going to be lots of OCs, but none are really important. It is also AU if you haven't noticed. Since no one even likes this story, I wasn't gonna post it. The only reason I'm posting this story is so my friend in Alabama can read it.

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Reading to someone over the phone is weird.

Everyone says to always tell the truth. Well, I have something for you. Why is it that every time I tell the truth, I get sent to my room?

I ran home as fast as I could. I skipped waving to the old lady and laughing as her cat kept climbing through the top of her shirt.

I slammed the door and started to scream for my mom. She came running in, along with my step-dad checking me over and fussing about every little scratch I had.

"… but the cab was gone. Oh! And I have this note!" I reached in my pocket for the note, but found only a piece of waterlogged gum.

"Darn it!" I screamed.

"Why are you all wet?" My mom came back with a towel and draped it around my shoulders.

"I told you," I shook the towel off. "The cab driver drove the cab off the bridge. With me still inside!"

"Mommy," Mayzy peeked around the corner. "Why is Kimmy acting funny?" My mom turned around and started to fuss over her.

"Go back to bed, sweetie," She said in a soothing, motherly voice. "Kim and mommy are just talking."

Mayzy nodded and started to walk back upstairs. My mom stood up and turned to look at me. The second she did, Mayzy stuck her tongue out at me.

"Kim Lailia Crawford!" She screamed at me. "You not only lie to me, tell a crazy story, and ruin your nice clothes, but you had to wake your sister up!"

"But mom," I protested. "I'm not lying, it is crazy, I'm sorry, but it wasn't my fault, and she's evil!" I pointed towards my sister's room at the end and tried to sound convincing.

"Go to your room and think about what has happened in the last ten minutes!" She pointed towards my room and scooted me closer.

"Seven minutes," I mumbled, and ran up towards my room.

I skipped at least half of the steps on my way up, and didn't even trip once. I had just gotten so good at it, I guess.

I ran past Mayzy who was smiling in her doorway. "Shut up, May," I hissed as I ran past.

"What," She tried to act innocent. "I believe you."

I stopped dead in my tracks. I spun around and walked cautiously back to the door. "What did you say?"

"I said I believe you," She turned and walked into her room. "I don't think you're lying."

I inspected the doorway, making sure there were no traps. I followed her in and stood, eyeing her as she brushed one of her dolls hair. The kind that always get knotted up and cannot get wet. Lesson learned.

"You… you don't?" I sat down slowly on the floor and watched her carefully, as if I had missed something.

"No," She kept brushing her doll and inspecting it. "I believe that a cab actually drove you off a cliff."

"Bridge," I corrected her.

"Whatever," She put her doll on a shelf, repositioned it, and then picked up another. "But I do believe you."

"Why?" I asked. "Why do you believe me?"

"I always knew something like this would happen," She accidently ripped some of the hair and cursed.

"Ya… you did?" I stood up and began to back towards the door, creeped out over my 8 year-old sister.

She looked up from the doll, the head in her hand. "Oops," She smiled. "Guess that doll didn't last long, did it?"

I backed up even farther and ran into something. The door. "What are you talking about?"

"You can't see, can you?" My sister hopped off her bed and began walking towards me. "Oh, how cute!"

I reached behind me and clasped my fingers around the door knob. "What are you talking about?" I asked, more sterner.

"I'm talking about your Heminine, dear girl," I scrunched my eyebrows at the 'dear girl' part.

"My, wha…?"

"Heminine," She repeated. "Or in shorter terms, mutation."

I stared into her, as if trying to see if she was joking. "Mutation?"

"You really have no clue, do you?" She ran her fingernails down my cheek and smiled.

"I know that you're not my sister," I turned the knob and yanked the door open. I ran out and didn't look back.

I opened my door and slammed it. Hard.

All was quiet except my heavy breathing. I leaned my ear against the door as if to hear someone coming.

When I thought it was all safe, I turned and walked to my not-so-neat bed, locking the door just in case. I pulled back the covers and jumped on my soft mattress.

For the first ten minutes, I didn't even consider that it was 6:30, and I hadn't eaten. And that my sister was creeping me out in a way totally different from the way she usually does.

I rolled out of bed, literally, and picked myself off the floor.

"You can't hide from fate forever," I heard a soft voice echo through my room. I looked around but didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

'Fate'. It echoed in my head. I put my hand on my pocket.

"No way," I whispered. I reached my hand in it and pulled out the envelope. "So now you come out."

I stared at the note.

"I will figure this out…" I heard a deep growl, which was followed by a stabbing pain in my gut. "Right after I have dinner."