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Chapter 22
    Dead end or a breakthrough?
    “What?” Cadence asked for the umpteenth time, and I gave him an exasperated look.
    “Again?    Seriously Cadence, your supposed to be the one actually paying attention?” I say, frustrated.
    Cadence flashed me a wicked smile. “Age is a number cupcake, I’m not that boring.”
    I surpressed my smile as I told him and Jess everything that happened again.
    “So,” Jess said after I was finished (again). “You think that she was the one that killed your sister, and tried to kill you?”
    I nod, I look to Cadence who has a thoughtful expression. “Strange, it’s like she’s a ghost, how you described her, there but not there. Someone you wouldn’t give a segundo glance or thought to.”
    I nodded again. “Dorothy always had a lot of friends, I didn’t know most of them, sometimes, neither did she.”
    “That was just Dorothy,” Jess told Cadence. “Everyone knew her, she was the girl that everybody wanted to be her friend, and some pretended that they were, hanging out with her when she had no idea of who they were.”
    “Creepy,” Cadence replied.
    I nodded. “I can not tell you how many people I barely knew showed up to my birthday parties with these awesome gifts after they found out Dorothy and I were best friends.”
    Jess grinned. “Me too, Dorothy and I, she was sweet and rragrded me as a close friend, and when word got out that she went to my B.day’s all of a sudden the whole school shows up.”
    Cadnece whistled, looking to me. “Must’ve been something.”
    I nodded. “She was.”    
    “Do you know where her whereabouts were before she died?”
    I looked at him confusedly and he elaborated. “Did she say something about where she was going?”
    I shook my head. “She just told me she’d be right back, it was dark out, and she was wearing ridiculous clothes for outside on a cool night. It was early in the morning when I noticed she hadn’t returned. And just when I went to knock on her door, somebody knocked on the front door.”
    “The police?” Jess asked, even though she knew.
    I nodded.
    Jess cocked her head. “Strange…”
    “What?” Both Cadence and I asked at the same time.
    “How when your just about to knock on Dorothy’s door, that the police start knocking.”
    I think about it. “Your right.”
    “And Dorothy’s funeral?” Jess asked. “didn’t the whole school come to pay their repescts.”
    I nodded and Cadence furrowed his eyebrows. “But she;s out of high school.”    
    Jess gives him a look. “She was a legend, everybody knew her, without actually meeting her. Like I said, that was just Dorothy, she never had to try.”
    “Never ever,” I say softly.
    Cadence shakes his head. “Now that is one of the strangest. How can a girl, be so known, so popular, so loved, just have everything handed to her? I’m not being rude or anything, but your family wasn’t that rich, they barely lifted a finger to help you at the hosptial, nor did they chase after you after you left the police station.”
    I nod as he continues. “I don’t know, don’t you just find that a little strange? What made her so…perfect? Because I don’t think just being the queen B will grant you all the things she’s been given, it’s like something else.”
    Jess and I nod, catching on. “You think she did something? Anything?”
    “I can bet.” Cadence says. “Like you said Jess, she was a legend. But what made her a legend?”
    “She did a lot of crazy stuff throughout her whole life, especially in school.” I offer.
    “What if what she did was kept secret, or only a few people knew.” Jess says.
    “Then how did everyone else find out?” I ask.
    Jess shrugs. “Nobody can resist such good gossip, someone leaked the news and it spread like wildfire.”
    “Then how do we not know?” I asked.
    This time Cadence answered. “Dorothy usually finds a way for anything, in your visions, how she roughhoused Serache, maybe she did the whole school.”    
    “She couldn’t have been that powerful!”
    Jess looks at me, patting my arm. “She always was, sweetie.”    
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posted by sawfan13
Anger
Nothing but anger
I should have listened to Mama
She knew best
I didn't listen to her
Yes Mama, they all laughed at me.
The blood.
Everyone jeering and cheering
Just like in the locker room
The pig's blood on the dress I made.
The laughter.
Their ear splitting and cruel laughter.
I start to cry
Tommy yells at them, telling them to stop.
The bucket falls down and he lays there unconscious.
The lights turn red.
Still laughter.
They tried going out the door
I trapped them all inside with only my mind.
The hose unwrapped from the emergency glass.
I turn up the water pressure.
They all scream.
Electrical wiring
The fires
I did it
The town I grew up in
Damaged and destroyed.
All from my mind.
I go home
I go inside.
And I wake up
In a pile of stones from the sky.
All from my mind.
This destruction I caused.
They laugh at me no more.
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Hope still blazes
Inside me.
I know I can do this.
It's possible,
And hope is entirely on
My side.

I believe I can do this.
I shall soar like an eagle
And touch the sky.
Reaching my dreams,
Achieving my goals.

While the war still blazes away
Outside,
I have a dream
That one day,
Somewhere,
There will be peace.

Everyone will live in harmony
That day,
Peacefully,
Never before to be engaged
In the horrible shackles of war.

Though difficult,
I believe in myself.
I believe in my country.
I believe in the world.
I believe that we can do this.
Hope still blazes.
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This is my first full-length story that I've made.

You know, I would post it here chapter por chapter, but there's 23. And that would entirely cover up 'The Deadly Truth' (I know that should probably be underlined but my computer sucks and that isn't an option on here) chapters that are up thus far so I'm not doing that xD

Based off of the Percy Jackson series.

Note: This story kind of stinks, especially the first five chapters. Eve is a major Mary-Sue at the beginning, I think, but fanfiction.net won't let me change it so I can't really do much about it (plus I'm a sentimental weirdo who doesn't like to change things-- really gotta get over that). The segundo story, which I'll post after I get feedback on this, is WAY better. I'm on chapter 14 of that and it's already longer than the first and por FAR mais descriptive and all. I blame myself for being younger when I started the first one :P
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