She was normal. There was no evidence against it. She was an only child. She went to school like everyone else. She got good grades. She had no friends, she believed that was because she was so smart. She was the smartest in the class, no doubt. She felt like a shadow. She was always there, people knew her, but did they really know she was there?
She had sparkly hazel eyes that matched her beautiful brunette hair with natural gold highlights. She was twelve years old and 4′11. Her dad often said that she was the ‘Spitting image of her mother.’
Her mom had died of cancer when she was only two. She didn’t normally talk about it, but we think that her anger problems are caused by her mother’s death.
Now you know Emma.
But, everything changed one night.
Let’s see how it all started...
I’m sorry this is a short chapter, I’m just trying to get the book started. The next few chapters may be a little short, they will be much longer than this one though. Afterward, the chapters will get longer. Thank you for bieng patient with my writing while I begin my book! Again, I’m sorry for the short chapters