Chapter 1:
You would think I'm normal right? You would think I'm just like any other 10th grader in Pittsburgh, PA with no werid abilities, eperiences or problems(not mental problems you idiot). No Vampires, Trickles, Werewolfs, ShapeShifters, Ghosts, Fairies and NO magic. Well you would be wrong. I'm not normal no matter how much I want to believe I am. I'm in a whole new world, the kind I never would have thought would be out here. The kind you have been hidden from all your life. I should re-frace that...This isn't a new WORLD I just see it diffently now. We'll all of us do. Who is 'us' ?
Everyone seperated into 4 catigorys at birth
-Lirin {Lie-ring}
-Aniles {anna-lee's}
-Rorins {War-ings}
-Human (and for those of you slower than most-) {Hue-man}
Lirins: your vampires and werewolfs
Aniles: Trickles, Fairies, Ghosts
Rorins: ShapeShifters, Elfs
Humans: you know those people who just don't understand something? just dont get that you're diffrent. those people who thinks the world is just:
Born- slack off for 6 years- school for 13 years(counting kindergarden)- (And if some of them chose to have some sort of life) Universtiy/Collage- married- out pops a kid- grandparents- fall off a cliff and die
yah...that would be you dipshi*
Ill explain them more later...
but heads up:
Most people will want to stop reading, wanting to deny whats actualy out there-whose actually out there- hidding as normal teens in high school like any other Humans. The people who dont close this book are likely the ones wanting to survive another day. But hey, dont worry...I'll tell you all you need to know...eventually at least. I right it all down in a jornal "The Wolf$ Pocket Guide"
But hey, im getitng ahead of myself... I'll tell you how I ended up paraliazed and chained to a wall about to watch the leader of the Wolf$ pack die infront of me. you know..then i die next...gotta love my luck huh?
Ohh, And if you ever see me writting like this Then that shows I'm writting in my Jornal. Hope that isn't to complicated and if it is try the kindergarden teacher down the hall. I hear she's a bucket full of fun especially after snack time when the kids are in there anual sugar rush and shes just in a happy, happy mood. I'm sure she will be as much help as you need.
Who am I? Call me D, and this story
Has just begun