I was in no way a headache girl when the story began. I rarely got them, but back then I also had the luxury of having a consistent sleep schedule. Seven hours of sleep a day was just fine for a fifteen-year-old, in my opinion, so I did just that. Falling asleep at midnight and waking at seven in the morning for school, and having an extra three or so hours of sleep on the weekends was great too.
However, the past few years of my life had changed that. Right now, I'm fifteen again. Am I happy? Probably. Maybe. I don't actually know. All I know is that I don't mind being alive, and my sister is with me despite everything that's happened to us. This documentation of the past four years may not be the last I write, but this will take me a while to note down everything that's happened. Before I start the actual story, there are three things you need to know about what happened.
Number one.
If you're reading this simply for the story and not a need of information for some investigation or other, do whatever you want. I've marked the more important chapters down with stars by the titles for those of you who want information and specifics for cases on Everafters. Those contain private information that cannot be shared with anyone not in the bloodline because someone will die as a result of it.
Don't ask how I know, but I do. Once you read ahead, you will understand.
Number two.
If you had to ask to read this and you got permission, this is useless to you. If you took it, good job. You're either an idiot soon to be incinerated by one of my ancestors or one of my ancestors trying to save humanity once again. They will repeat their mistakes if they could, and it is your job to stop them all from succeeding.
Number three.
I regret nothing. Everything that happened led me to where I am now, and where you are right now as you are reading this journal. Whatever choices I made, however bad or crazy they are in your opinion, I survived and that is all that mattered to me, all that still matters.
You can judge me, you can hate me. Do whatever you want, but know this. If you break this book before its' time is up, you will be doomed. My sister documented none of what I'm about to share with you, so buckle up and read the story of the last four years of my life.