meghannibrooks

There once was a young girl, who was kind and beautiful and brave and wise beyond her years. The life she lived had not been an easy one, not from the very start. She was blessed and cursed with the ability to see the injustices of the world, yet felt all but powerless to stop them. This ineffectiveness was a source of pain and anger for this tragic young thing, but she had a power that she could not see. She survived, she thrived despite it all, an inner strength pumping from within. Every injustice and cruelty that was thrown her way, she endured them all. For sometimes the strongest thing we can do is stand our ground when the world seems

At times like this Sam Guthrie can't help but to feel a little depressed. Watching his family and friends being happy should fill him with joy, but he almost always finds himself thinking dark thoughts after a few drinks. Makenna Allerdyce all but throws herself into the seat next to him, somehow not spilling a drop of her drink over the lip of the glass.  Her hair is a bright red tonight, her dress black and it throws the pallor of her translucent skin into sharp relief. Other than that, the girl looks the picture of health as if she hadn't been dead less than a week ago. "The joys of being a psychic," she says in answer to his quizzical e