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  • Everything was normal I got up got ready and started to walk to the bus stop. The skies were grey and rainy, people were passing by in their cars -staring at me with their wide, beady eyes- as I was walking down the street.
  • No everything is not fine.
  • Everything is fine. Wait what is that?
  • I soon reached the bus stop. It felt all normal apart from the fact that there was no one around which made me feel quite lonely being there.
  • I am de vil.Feared.Mistreated.I live in uncertainties.I long to be free
  • WHAT ARE YOU DOING, RUN!!!
  • I was waiting there for a while but soon the bus driver came and told me to get in. I noticed that no one else was on the bus today and no one got on after I did. Everything was perfectly fine until we arrived at school.
  • WE'LL BE BACK!!!
  • RUN FOR IT!!!!!
  • When I got to school, I felt some weird emotions circling through me. Soon enough I realised why I was so different, because I was half-girl half-devil. I have never known this before now. Then I saw someone who had red horns. He came over to tell me everything to me and told me that it was fine. But then a ghost started to talk about how they were going to destroy all and let ghosts lead the earth. We both started to run.
  • Running with fear, having no plan to attack, having no idea of how to fight the ghosts. Like a light bulb an idea popped into my head, I was thinking about that voice that little girl who had been whispering to me I thought to use their own words against them. I started to speak, and my words came out: I am de vil. Feared. Mistreated. I live in uncertainties. I long to be free. My words acted like an earthquake shocking the ghosts.
  • As soon as the ghosts heard me speak their faint faces grew wide. Soon realising that their plan had backfired they started to run -or rather float- away. We chased them of into the woods and started laughing our heads off when they screamed. But I heard one more thing from my spirit ‘we will be back to get you’. And so, they will be.
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