Chap 1 Twas a "normal" day
"Wow, what a day", I thought. School was awesome, I got good grades, and my crush became my boyfriend. Life was perfect. A little TOO perfect.
I woke up in my bed. I turned over to look at my clock. The time glowed a ghostly green and read 2:48 A.M. "Of course it was a dream", I muttered. "I can never have a perfect life." I stroked my cat. She's awake. No surprise. "Hey Reaper". I adopted her from a shelter. First night in, she bright home a dead sparrow. I knew she didn't kill it. Something else did. She wanted me to help it. That's why I called her Reaper. That and her jet black fur and grass green eyes.
"Tyga", a whisper echoed throughout the empty hallways. I look ahead of me and see... my mother. Only, that can't be her. Why? Because my mother was killed in a car accident 15 years ago.
My name is Tygaria Athenas Woodskin. At the age of 4, I was diagnosed with high-functioning Schizophrenia.
And this is my story
