Klarissa was a "regular" teenage girl. But not really. She was a "evil supernatural" as the people call her. Because they outcasted her she ran into the forest across from her home. As she ran she found an abandoned looking house. When she walked to the door it slowly opened. And inside the house looked new furnished and renovated. She was surprised and kinda impressed. She walked into the living room and the wallpaper changed from a very pale pink to a redish violet color.
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she slowly roamed the abandoned house and the wallpaper started to change to how she thought looked best. Like it was changing by her emotions and thoughts. She came to a room with a king sized bed with canopy made of silk. On the other side of the room was a vanity mirror. she walked to the bed and ran her hand over the gothic black themed bed spread. It slowly turned a bright blue when her hand slid over it.
This house is magical, what the hell is up, I don't believe that's possible for it to happen.
Then out of nowhere.
"Do you like my house that you keep changing." said a slightly deep voice giving her a heart attack.
Klarissa turned around and met an about six foot, tan, sixteen year old guy with slicked back black hair.
