Meet Agatha Stone

4Agatha-Art-PaperclipI, Agatha Stone, am nothing special. It’s true. Ask anyone. Sure, living with Auntie and Uncle in New York isn’t easy, mainly because Uncle is never home and Auntie is nuts.

Well I’m nuttier. I paint every surface of my room with random art in whatever color I can get my hands on. And I hear voices. Actually it’s singing. Well it was singing until they started talking to me, or about me.

I ran away from home the day after my thirteenth birthday when Auntie and her weird friend attacked me. Now I’m on the run with the Grim Reaper and a scary soldier. And I’m no longer on Earth.

They were expecting me to be a Knight. The savior that’s supposed to stop a war and prevent the invasion to Earth. But I’m not. They grabbed the wrong girl. I just don’t know how to tell them.

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“I’m not strong. I’m not brave. I’m not particularly good at anything. So how can I be the one who’s supposed to save the world?” ―Agatha Stone