Chapter 2Chapter 2 Chrissa was tired after her long day of school. Sitting on a green bench, Chrissa looked up at the sky. The clouds above her still looked heavy with rain and that got Chrissa hoping for rain. "Chrissa?" said a male's voice coming from behind the bench, "Shouldn't you be headed home?" Turning around, Chrissa saw an average looking boy. He was wearing a small yellow shirt with blue jeans. His hair was brown and his eyes were blue. For some reason, Chrissa thought that he was all mixed with gens from different people. In school, he was the known as the color kid. "I'm so tired, John" said Chrissa stretching on the bench, "I don't think I can go anywhere at the moment." John sat next to her and sighed, "I know, I'm tired too and I still have a bunch of homework to do. AM I EVER GOING TO SURVIVE THE SCHOOL YEAR BEING THIS TIRED?" Chrissa laughed as John shot his hands in the air and then threw them on his face. "It's almost 4," said
Ghoulmaster's GhostChapter 1 The castle was silent in many ways. The wind blew the dead tree braches to knock off the dead leaves to the brown grass. Two twin windows were wide open; sitting on the ledge was a young teenage girl. She looked to be around 17 years of age. Her eyes looked at the area around her and her hair seemed to get in the way of the view. Grabbing a sting of purple ribbon, the girl put her hair in a braid and tied it up. "It's so quiet without the others around," she said sighing and playing with her white dress, "I wonder when they are coming home." Sensing that a storm was coming, the girl soon got up and closed the window. The castle was huge with three or more stories, with bedchambers on every corner. The walls were covered with a cream or a very faded purple. The front door was huge and made of iron, so when people knocked, it seemed to echo through the castle.Oh my name you might ask my apology. My name Chrissa, but my family members like to call me Chr
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