Chapter 5: Deamon

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Chapter 5: Deamon

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Found her. Saddest thing was, I had to act nice around her. I got used to it, after baking two big batches of colourful cupcakes. I taste tested one, they were delicious! I never thought baking was in my genes...

 

 

The pain stopped the next day, when Taylor stopped wailing over her dead mother. Whenever she started sobbing, I felt it, and it was horrible, especially in class. I wanted to cry with her so badly. Since I sit in the back of the class where no one could hear me, I used my nails and scratched the desk bottom. It was scary how my nails didn't fall off, let alone hurt.

 

 

 

Taylor mentioned that she planned a party. You probably had to pay to get in. But it was all for a good cause; it was definitely worth it. I looked at the clock. It was 4:30 p.m. I didn't know what to do. I was on my bed listening to music when I started to drift into sleep.

 

 

 

"The war has begun my love," an elderly man whispered to a women.

 

 

"Yes, I understand, sweet. But, I can't believe they took my own daughter away from me. We could have used her and trained her for this. The Fwee does know I gave birth to the most powerful creature. Where is she?" the woman stated, as tears filled her eyes.

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