Bleeding hearts 3

CHAPTER ONE: My Life Story...

My name: Peyton Strong. My life: Different. My wish: To have someone else do my job. Why?: Cause I was destined to do THIS. Why?: A civilization called The Light, called me in and recruted me as one of there "HELPERS" when really...I'm on a fight for my life to save the world from un explicable things. Demons, thefts, Du name it! Right now: I'm on oben, nach oben of a building, wathcing down far below. messer in hand. Gun in it's holster. And searching. Searching what Du ask?: For members of The Shades. Who?: They are just like The Lights, but they are competly different....

Preface

“Okay honey, it’s your first time on a plane!” my mother cooed me. I was five then so I didn’t hate it entirely. “I’m ready Mommy!” I said. We sat in section… 1A and 1B.
My mother was overly excited for the both of us because it was also her first time on a plane.
After takeoff, my mother spotted San Diego, which was the wrong direction. We were going to visit my grandparents in Michigan. It felt like the plane was dropping all of a sudden.
“Mommy, are we going to land now?” I asked. “I’m going to go talk to the pilot honey. I’ll be right back.” My mother...