I was in fifth grade math class when it started, and it was because I wasn't paying enough attention. The teacher always wrote almost exactly what she would say on the blackboard, so I decided to let my thoughts wander.
My imagination would not take me anywhere interesting that day–nowhere I wanted to stay and focus on rather than fractions, that is. I stared at the light on the ceiling above her head. I didn't have the slightest idea why, and I didn't even know I was doing it. My breathing had slowed and my body had stiffened. About four minutes passed, then like a strobe light, my vision flickered. Light, dark. Light, dark. It couldn't have been me blinking, because I was staring.
Before I could get out of the trance, dimness overtook my vision
I was sucked into a dark abyss.
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Phase One: Decomposition - ON HOLD
Teen FictionAmelia Nelson knows what it's like to not exist. Literally. She has been cursed with the ability to do so, and she can't cure it. But when plot twist Tyler Olsen comes along, a spark of hope ignites her.
