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Against all odds

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stupid summary, teenager fights god AN 1: ignore the cover.. I'm working on it... AN 2: I'm not very good with writing, plz give me tips!!

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Prologue

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by r3allymarcywu

by r3allymarcywu

June 11th, 2012

Izzy awoke in a dark room, confused and disoriented. She couldn't see anything. She couldn't feel anything around her. Was she dead..? No, that couldn't possibly be the case. She stood up, and though she couldn't feel the ground below her, she wasn't falling. She felt like she could be falling, but she wasn't. It was a strange feeling. She didn't know what was going on, or where she was. She began walking around, not entirely sure what she was doing.

After what felt like an eternity of walking, she stopped dead in her tracks. She was frozen, an overwhelming feeling of dread clawing at her. Suddenly, she heard a voice.

“Don't go.” The voice warned.

“What do you mean..? Don't go where..?” The child asked.

“Don't go.” The voice repeated.

“I-I don't understand...” The child stammered.

“Don't go.”

“Please.. say something else... I'm begging you..!” The child pleaded

“...” There was only silence.

Slowly, a figure became visible to the child. It was.. her? No, the figure looked older. The figure was older and had short hair. But something looked.. off. Its face looked almost.. lifeless.

The child looked down from its face. Regretting her decision immediately. Her face twisted into one of horror and fear. There was a large gash in its torsos. Its hoodie stained a dark crimson. The child stared in horror, trying her best to deny what she was seeing. She looked back up at the figure's face, scared, but silent.

“Don't go. It will all end in tragedy.” The figure warned ominously, before fading back into the darkness.

“WAIT! I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS! WHAT DO YOU MEAN!?” The child shouted one last time before going silent. She was shocked, and confused. She was left with so many questions. Was any of this even real?

Suddenly, she woke up. She was met with the sweet face of her mother, just like every morning.

“Izzy, sweetie, you need to get up. This is the third time I've woken you up. If we don't get going soon, we won't be able to stop for ice cream on our way back.”