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Thursday, March 9, 2017

Generation 1: Chapter 1

           She ran away from home to escape her parents abuse and rejection. Now she was in Aurora Skies to go live with her aunt, maybe she would understand.
         
At first glance, Evalyn Eve looks like a normal girl, except for her eyes.

Those were the eyes of a wolf, bright silver.

She was Proper, highly intelligent, very Artistic, and was diagnosed with anxiety disorder when she was 7.




But she still loved popsicles.


She saw a man playing in the park, his music filled the air and gave her hope. Maybe she was going to like this town.



She took a cab to her aunt's farm, couldn't wait to see her Aunt Em.


The house looked abandoned. Maybe Aunt Em was out for the day?






But she soon found out the truth...




She walked inside. Everything had a small layer of dust on it, but it was definitely livable.



Evalyn went to sleep right away, she was tired from her long journey


But ghostly spirits haunted the house.



She felt all alone in the small house on the shoreline.


It was a beauty summer morning when she went to school, and she heard birds chirping and morning shadows bounced off the leaves of the trees, glimmering.


After school, Evalyn got a part-time job at the cemetery. It was disgusting, but she needed the money.



She often sat outside to do her schoolwork.


...and one day she stayed after curfew.


She desparately wanted a guitar so it's beautiful music could always cheer her up.




The next night was a full moon, and some of the zombies had gone a little crazy for werewolf blood...



She recalled almost none of it in the morning...

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