Chatterbox: Inkwell

Chapter One: The history of the creatures

________  Was once a peaceful island. There were no wars and no violence. The creatures abided by the rules that had been written in a ancient book long ago by their ancestors. 

Everything was perfect. 

Until one day, when war wracked the land. The clear blue ocean became polluted, the bright green grass turned brown, the pink and purple flowers that glowed at night wilted and died.  

Thousand of creatures died and eventually the ——— won the island. The creatures were forced to move to Present day New York.   

They tried to get help from the humans, but the humans were afraid of them. They locked them up, tested them, tortured them.

And it seemed their species was dying. Soon, they would be extinct. 

But, one day the ones that were still alive escaped and moved to Hawaii, hoping that maybe they find someone to help them that wouldn’t lock them up, and test them.  

And to this day they are stll trying to get help, but thats not where our story starts. It starts with one of the creatures, a young girl who breaks the rules and muddles were she shouldn’t. 

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Chapter 2: “Weirdo” 

I glided into the forest, touching down on a dark brown bow of a tree. I was hidden from sight on the bow; the green canopy protected me. Reaching behind me, I took a black hoodie from my backpack. 

It was my disguise….

I pulled it on, my wings folding against my back.. You see, I was one of those creatures I told you about. I was born with wings. Apart from that I am a normal seventeen year old girl who gose to Northwing high in Hawaii on Thomas street. 

My name, according to the teens at Northwing high is “Weirdo” I didn’t mind beginging called a Weirdo. I’m was used to it. I had been called it nearly for a year. 

Sometimes, though I did mind. I wished I could my reveal wings, prove to them……I was “uniquie”

But that was too risky. 

Sighing, I jumped from the bow, landing on soft black dirt. I took a deep breath. IT-it smiled like my island…..before i lost it. 

Tears dropped down my cheeks. I miss my island, so much. The lullaby of waves crashing against the shore at night…The night walks….The jungle alglow with the flowers. 

I left the island when I was seven, during…..the war. 

I shook my head, trying to clear it before I had a flashback, but it still came….

I walked among flowers, happy, searching for my friend katniss.  We were playing hide and seek. In that moment i had felt so happy, but then…

A explosion ripped the air. Someone screamed. Panic filled me. That scream it couldn’t of been…Katniss!

I ran towards, flying dirt and smoke, heart thumping wildly…

I found…..my-my-my friend lying on the ground d-d-e-a-d-! Tears flowed down my cheeks, my heart slpitting. 

Sobs priced the air as I was ripped from my flashback. Tears bounced off the the ground. I miss  my friend so much and now I am  left to face high school alone! KATNISS would of made highschool fun. She would of made me laugh ad scared the bullies away..