Hidden Legacy

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Things I used to worry about on a daily basis... how my hair looked... was my nail polish in... which party would my best friend be dragging me to this time? After a long day I would come home expecting to find my quirky sister's nose stuck in a book and my little brother running around waiting to bug me about the latest video game that had released.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>That life was simple. I had a best friend. I had two parents who loved me--grandparents who adored me.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But my life is no longer simple.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Things I worry about now... what time is sunset? Do I have plenty of pointy wood in my possession? Is this person trustworthy? Will I find a new enemy I have to fight around the next corner?</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Ladies and Gentlemen this is my life. Secrets. Blood. Wood. Death.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I live and breathe these things. I wish my life could be as simple as the people who don't have a clue. They go about their lives and they have no idea what's really going on right under their noses right outside their doors. But there has to be someone chosen.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And that's me. I was chosen.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>My name is Hannah Autumn... and this is my life.</span></p>