Whisked away

Prologue

           

   Imagine that everything in your life is a lie. Your family, friends, everything
    I always felt like the outsider for most of my life, like I was somehow, different, even my name was odd, Zinnia Shaw.
      I had decided to talk to my parents once but they simply waved it off to being young and that I just needed to be older to understand, even though I never agreed with them, I eventually just accepted it to keep my sanity.
     As a kid, I didn't have very many friends because I simply never felt as if I related to them; I always felt separated, different. I was always just the kid with the messy blonde hair in the corner of the classroom that never wanted to talk to anyone. By the time I got to high school, I mostly leaned on books to keep me company.
They were always about far off lands and different worlds, it always felt like I belonged there more than I did in the actual world.
       My simple existence began to change the day I felt someone following me, despite the fact that no one was behind me. This continued for around a month while I was walking home from school and I was so unnerved by it, that I started taking the bus. Even then, when I would look out the window, there would always be a set of glowing eyes in the bushes.
      After being tormented with
whatever that thing was, a strange woman showed up at my door. She was dressed in a black cape that looked as if it had been put through the blender a few times. Anyway, she claimed to be my real aunt and wanted me to come with her because I was in grave danger. I didn't feel as if I had a choice, so I went with nothing but a backpack and a few books.