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THIS IS A SECTION FROM EMILY THAT I WILL SHARE BECAUSE IT SHOWS THE MAIN CHARACTERS TRUE NATURE OR ABILITY (OR PART OF IT AT LEAST) Chapter six The man smiled and nodded.”That I am, why do you need something?” He inquired gracefully. “No nothing significant I just wanted to thank you for the great flight, and safe landing,” I informed him. He smiled. “ well thank you for taking notice I really appreciate it you know,” he told me happily. I smiled back nervously” It's not really a big deal I mean you're the guy who landed a lightning struck plane,” I congratulated. He laughs heartily. “W

same deal as last time chapter 2 Mrs. R helped me press the leaf into a book so that it wouldn't rot or get lost. I carried that book around with me until I saw the boy again. Eventually I did. Eventually being a day or two later. When I did see him next I found him lying under a tree reading a book. The book was clearly well above what any five year old could be expected to read. It wasn't your average the cat says meow sort of book. Instead, it appeared to be nearly 200 pages long or so. The title said something about zombies and had a design similar to fire. Of course being alone more often than not I read books of similar grade. Though

so this is the first chapter of one of my stories. Normally I wouldn't share theses sorts of things with people I don't actually know and can't punch in the face if they rip me off but since its only the first chapter.... I'll be nice and risk it. Chapter one My name is Emily Hartslord. I don't look like much, but I can blow your head off with a wave of my hand. The way I got my powers isn't in a typical way. No I wasn't born this way nor did I in any way come into contact with radioactive waste. So what's the story? How did I get to this point in my life? Well like all great stories it starts with a boy. At a place where kids come and go; t

My name is Emily Hartslord. I don't look like much with my long wavy hair and pale green eyes. However I can blow your head off with a wave of my hand. The way I got my powers isn't in a typical way. No I wasn't exactly born this way nor did I in any way come into contact with radioactive waste. So what's the story? How did I get to this point in my life? Well like all great stories it starts with a boy. At a place where kids come and go; the local orphanage. I had lived there my entire life. My parents left me there as a baby for whatever reason, and none of the other kids would play with me.  For some reason I could never get adopted. For t

SO THIS IS CHAPTER OF THE REVISED VERSION OF EMILY BOTH VERSIONS ARE AVAILABLE ON MY PAGE SO FEEL FREE TO CHECK THEM OUT AND TELL ME IF YOU LIKE THE CHANGES I MADE. Chapter two Mrs. R helped me press the leaf into a book so that it wouldn't rot or get lost. I found the process frustrating because of how long it had taken, but I carried through with it because i felt as though it were somehow very important. Soon after it was done I began to carry the book around with me until I saw the boy again. I ended up carrying the book with me for 2 days without seeing him  When I did see him next I found him lying under a tree reading a book. The boo

Eventually the laughter died down, and Ren began to drive again. Neither one of us spoke neither one of us dared to. The fact that we had survived didn’t seem real. It felt as though if either one of us spoke it would shatter the illusion of safety and we would be sent back to that hell. After another 10 minutes of driving in relative silence. When we got there we found a broken window and the door open beckoning us to enter. I opened my mouth in protest but was silenced by Ren putting a finger to her lips. She leaned closer and put her mouth an inch away from my ear. “Stay in the car Emily don’t leave no matter what. I̵