My whole life my mum and dad told me there was no such thing as mermaid, monster, vampires, werewolves, fairies, witches or warlocks. Either they knew less than I thought or they were trying to protect me from the other world either way it didn't work. When I turned 15 my mum and dad were killed in a car crash. I had no other family, so I went into foster care. I went from home to home but, my youth pastor didn't like how I was being treated. I went to live with them and when I turned 16 I was adopted. I was happy but, not for long. I was always a loner. Always was always will be or will something change that. One day on the way to school, I felt a little weird had no idea why but I thought I was just coming down with something. Later on in the day, in English class the principal came in and introduced the new student. Usually I didn't pay any attention to it but, this time it was different I could feel it. "Everyone this is Beatrix Claude. Make her feel welcomed. Back to you Mr.S" Guess it's a little odd you know her name but not mine. I'm Isibeal Black. A 16, adopted, parents killed in crash girl. Or so I and everyone else thought.
* First story tell me what you think.*
