Preface

      Did I know this girl? Her black eyes stared back, her black lips pursed, her pale skin floury and her black curls opened up her face. She was different, but yet, so much the same. What happened? Had someone gotten to her? Or had someone gotten away from her? Disappointment shadowed her face in darkness. How unbelievable, to see something new, I thought. But was it even new? Or was it really just what was hidden away on the inside? A killer, reborn.

Chapter 1:

It’s My Life, isn’t it?

      I woke up at six a.m as usual. School. Ugh. I opened up my bathroom door and started the shower. When I climbed in, the water worked it’s power, the steam reached out over me, suffocating me with it’s warmth. I sighed as the water started to pound and undo the knots that I had thought would be permanently tied into my back. I washed my hair and climbed out as the hot water started to run out. I wrapped myself in my towel and walked into my room to get dressed.

       I dressed myself in a hurry. Just throwing on a pair of jeans, a t-shirt of some random band, I didn’t look, my vans, and a plain hoodie. I looked into the mirror and figured there was no way I could deal with my hair this morning, so I slipped on my red beanie and ran down the stairs. I thought I was safe- I was late- but then she appeared.

      “Oh, I thought you were going to wear that new skirt I got you for school.” My mom’s lower lip pouted out and I sighed. She had her arms behind her back, there was something in them. That’s my cue to leave. “Wait! I have something for you. I noticed that your shoes were starting to get a little worn out, so I took the liberty in getting you some new ones.” Oh, crap.

      She brought out a Nordstrom’s bag and smiled. “You’ll love them, believe me.” She took out the box for me, even though I could’ve done it for myself. She took the lid off of the box and showed me a pair of pink high heels. She smiled and lifted one out of the box. “I thought they’d go great with the skirt I got you.” I sighed and grabbed the shoes. I picked my keys out of the bowl next to the front door and headed out into the misty morning.