That's Who I Am Novels & Stories

her aunt replied with a smile. Voice identification set. State your name clearly, stated the computer. "Go ahead. State your name," said Vanessa. "Lorraine Leanne Garcia!" Lorraine Leanne Garcia identified, added the computer system. "From now on, you have access to all the security systems in our house. In case I'm still at work, I can be relieved because I know that your safe," Vanessa spoke. "Thanks a lot, Auntie." She took a step and hugged her Aunt tightly. "I'll head to my work now. I don't want your Grandpa to be angry to me on my first day here," said Vanessa. Patting Raine's shoulder.

"Then let me show you who I am." I swallowed nervously

★★JAYDEN★★ I Sat in a full position in my room, facing the mirror. 'Who am I?" My inside ask the reflection in the mirror. I can't see an answer, just a normal me. When I try to think straight, Bella gets in My Head. She's messing a lot of things, up in here. I have to prepare this weekend... I need to go back to accompany my mom for the weekend. She was whinning like a baby a while ago. Asking me to come back to, to see her. I picked my phone from the drawer and made a call to my brother. "Saw the news?" I say as soon as he answered. "I can't take my eyes off the TV Bro. I love you so much" he said "I always admire your clean service Jay." He's trying to flatter me. I feel like a used tissu

who i am. and i hate myself for wanting more anyway.

He chuckles out loud while spinning around on the chair like a maniac. Isabelle wakes up from her unconsciousness and slowly tries to sit up. Her body feels so weak, there’s no energy left in her. None at all, to fight or scream out for help. She needs water, she doesn’t remember for how long she hasn’t had a drop of water. “Please, I need water.” She whispers before falling back on the chair completely and losing her consciousness.

I like me like this sometimes; it helps me come to terms with this hateful world. I forgot to introduce you; my name is Olivia George Michaelson. I'm 17 years old and in the last fun of high school. I have white skin; when they see me, everyone thinks I have a disease. I hate when it happens. Yes, I was sick before, but I'm not now. I have blue eyes like my brother and hair. Tall build and toned body, I'm a normal girl... hey, I'm not totally normal; you'll find out later, and so will my family.... It's five in the morning now. I know it's too early, but my dad insisted we have the day in the new city from the start. I've fallen asleep a bit, and I have nothing to do after that...

And I had the lives that needed me to save them. That was enough. The evening sun streamed through the clinic windows and fell across me, bathing me in warm golden light. My gaze was steady and bright as I walked step by step toward my own future. Wolfsbane could poison the body, but it could never poison a determined heart. My new life was just beginning. And those who'd looked down on me, who'd hurt me, would be left far behind. All they could do was look up at my light.

"It's me!" "You?"

“I am. Who are you?” “I am Stella McCartney,your replacement.” What?

The one with the name Vane on it. I think I’m finally ready to know who I really am. Is now too soon?