• I climb the tall steps to the attic that holds all the things i have done in my life. Cause i would always sneak in here my mom she would always be like "raven don't go into that old manson" but i can't help myself it gives me a good feeling. As i get to the top i see a light coming from the room i walk in and see and tall and handsom man looking at my painting.
    He had black hair blue eyes pale skin as if he has never seen sunlight. I walk forward and the floor bord creaks. I cover my mouth but it is to late he saw me. He runs down the back steps and i go after him. "Wait" I sout hoping he will wait but no he does not that is when i look on the ground and notice something. It is a peace of paper more light a school ID. I take a closer look and see it is a picture of him and his name is alexander night...