Prologue:
I hadn't realized what I had done until I heard the scream and looked down to see my hands coated in blood. I didn't even realize whose blood it was until a few minutes later, but by then it was too late. Nothing could be saved then, and I don't know that I wanted anything to be saved anyway.
Chapter 1:
From the outside I come off as a normal teenage girl, even after you get to know me, I don't seem that different. And for the most part thats pretty true. I'm your average 17 year old girl. I play a ton of sports, and I do a million extracurriculars, and I do well in school. Except I'm not who you think I am, I am not the amazing head cheerleader everyone loves, or the insane validictorian who did everything. I'm just Isolde, aka Izzy.
That week started off like most weeks do, it was fairly boring. I like to take the whole Sunday is a day of rest thing literally and spend the day bumming around doing nothing since I am so busy the rest of the time. So my week really starts on Monday, which was as boring as usual. I slumped from class to class and when school was over I headed down to the track.
Author notes
Its not done yet, but the book isn't going to be what you think it is. Hehehehe Im excited I thought of the opening, and then the ending, now its just the middle that needs to get done.
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