Point of View Practice

The girl in the pink dress moaned and toppled over sideways. Her eyes fluttered closed. She was silent. And then she opened her eyes very wide and shouted, "Archie, I'm sorry! I'm sorry I betrayed you!"

Raymie and never seen or heard anything like it.

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Morrigan splashed face-first into the pond and sank down, down, down until there was no more breath left in her lungs. She kicked and struggled upward, opening her eyes in the dark water. There was no candlelight above. Everything was black. her lungs burned. She was going to drown, she was going to die, and then--

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Someone is out there. In the dark. I open my eyes.

And the dark is the same as always. A blank page. I can smell the cabbage Emilika boiled two floors below us. Feel the sigh beside me that is my sister's sleeping breath.

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It's a hot, muggy afternoon. I feel lazy and bored. Outside the window, the palm trees are absolutely still. Not even a breeze. My cousin, Carly, sits in the seat in front of me waving her arm.

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Before first light- even before the first stars begin to fade- my mother tugs at my quilt.

"Get up, sleepy one," She says. "It's time to light the fire!" I feel as if I've just gone to sleep. How can it be time to begin another day so soon after the last one has ended?

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What if I told you I went to war over my dead best friend's glowing journal? Or that I battled monsters big and small, with powers I didn't know I had, with gods I didn't know existed. Would you believe me?

Nah, you wouldn't. You got your own problems. You don't wanna hear about my struggles, right?

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Javier sits up. His eyes go wide. "Stars are dead relatives?"

"No, Javier, I meant like..."

"Like ghosts? In space?" Javier grips the side of the pod and tries to get up. "Mom, please. I don't want to go."

This is not going the way I'd hoped.

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It's finally summer. Go ahead, take a deep breath. You're free.

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For the first twelve years of her life, Girl had no name.

At least, she pretended that was the case. In fact, she knew very well that her parents had given her a name, but she didn't consider it to be anyone else's business.

When she was three years old, on a stormy night that haunted her memories, her parents left her on the doorstep of Saint Martta's Convent of the White Wolf.

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Jameson smiled, like this was all a game. "The entire world's going to want a piece of you, Mystery Girl. This has story of the century written all over it."

Story of the century. My brain kicked back into gear because there was every indication that this wasn't a joke, I wasn't delusional. I wasn't dreaming. I was an heiress.

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