Hello Wonderful Readers,
First of all I want to say thank you so much for your comments and feedback on the first snippet of The Truth Unknown, it really does mean the world to me. I’m so excited that people are responding to what I’m putting out into the world.
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Now, for the main event. Here is the next snippet of The Truth Unknown. That being said, I want to stress that this is my original work and as such belongs to me. All copyrights, licenses, and permissions are reserved by me, Grace Hatton. If you steal, trust me bad karma is coming your way. As always, let me know what you think and I want to see lots of comments. Oh and I started this snippet with the last line of the last snippet, since it’s the continuation.
I had no idea how I saw the things I did or what they meant. All I knew was they were making me crazy. Heath Hill was supposed to keep me in line, but even the strictest boarding school in England couldn’t protect my from myself. I took a deep breath and stepped forward. I
slowly pushed open the large, dark, heavy oak door. My name is Anna Moxley and this is my story, well the beginning of it anyway.
Chapter 1
“New School, Same Problem”
The cold stone walls of Heath Hill boarding school have been called many things throughout the years. Some say they contain the secrets of the world, or at least the secrets of a majority of well
bred English, Scottish and Welsh students. I slowly traced my fingers over the cold stones; to me these halls were just cold and hallow hallways in another boarding school meant to keep me imprisoned. I heard through the grapevine that Heath Hill was a haunted place, a place where spirits who could not rest resided. I wondered if that were true.
“Anna Moxley” a sharp shrill voice suddenly said. I turned to see a tall thin woman with thin red hair and a fierce scowl rushing towards me. That wasn’t all that I saw. I saw a thick black vapor, a clouds of sorts wrapped around her body. Most people would never see that vapor but I did. It was dark and twisted around her body like snake. Since my mother’s death I had been seeing people’s true nature or at least that’s what I thought it was. Some people were surrounded by light, but most were covered in darkness. The worst part of my ability, if it was such a thing, was the fact I could feel the darkness. It was as though the darkness seeped from them into me. The darkness somehow made fear seep into my bones and it seemed to take a hold of my heart. I hated being around people because of their darkness and the longer I was near the darkness the worse it got. That was the real reason I got kicked out of other schools, because I couldn’t stand to be around people.
“You’re not in class!” the red-head scolded me. Her thin lips grew into a frown.
“Sorry” I mumbled.
“Ms. Moxley I’m not sure if you’re other schools let you get away with this kind of thing, but Heath Hill has strict rules and regulations. Being two hours late for your first day of class is a clear violation of those rules. Now follow me to the Head Mistresses office and you can hope for an easy punishment”
I had only been at Heath Hill a few days and I was already being sent to the head
mistresses office. It was a great start to my career at Heath Hill.
“Fine” I smirked.
“Follow me!” she scowled. She turned and her high heels echoed on the stone floor. I slowly walked behind her, the further away I was the slower my heart beat became and the easier I could breathe.
After walking through various hallways and up a flight of stairs we arrived at the Headmistresses office. Once again an oak door greeted me apart from this one had the words Mrs. J Beatrix etched into the wood. I wondered how long she had been Headmistress. The red-head knocked on the door and a quiet voice said “Come in”
“Go on then” the red-head snapped. I quickly walked into the office, the sooner I was away from the red-head the better. I stepped into the office and looked around. It was a dark drafty stone room with stained class windows. The office looked as though the medieval ages had lost all its
useless trinkets in one room. Unreadable Latin books lined the shelves along with the various medieval trinkets. In the middle of the room stood a large wooden desk and grand wooden chairs sat on either side. A small grey hair woman stood facing the windows. Her back was turned to me and her arms were crossed.
“Have a seat”
I quickly sat in one of the wooden chairs. She slowly turned around and I sighed a breath of relief. To the normal person Mrs. Beatrix looked quite terrifying with her steel-blue gaze, frowning thin lips, tight black dress and her silver hair in an extremely tight bun. However, I knew she was perfectly harmless. For unlike most, Mrs. Beatrix had a stunning light attached to her instead of the darkness.
“So, why didn’t you check in straight away?” she demanded.
“I got distracted” I said quietly. I decided to focus on her eyes since her light was unbearably bright.
“Miss Moxley you’ve been here a few days now. You’ve been caught wandering the halls
and your teachers say you have trouble interacting with the other students” Mrs. Beatrix said as she pulled out my file from an old steel filing cabinet. I said nothing, this wasn’t my first boarding school and I knew no one who knew how to deal with me because no one saw what I saw.
“However Miss Moxley I see something in you. Something you do not quite understand yourself and I am not the one to explain it to you. You, Miss Moxley are quite special and you have my
protection whenever the time arises that you may be so unfortunate as to need it” she said very seriously. I wasn’t quite sure what she meant. Why would I need Mrs. Beatrix’s protection?
So, there it is the next part of my novel. This was a longer snippet and I do appreciate your feedback. The romance is on its way and the whole supernatural side gets explained in more detail as the story continues. If you like it, let me know and if you think there are points for improvement, let me know. Like last time, the more comments there are means longer snippets. Go check out the youtube video and please leave comments. I look forward to hearing from you!
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