When I was ten, I drowned, when I woke up it was one year later, I was in a coma for a whole year. I blamed my best friend and her boyfriend Demetrius Colin, they heard me scream but they didn’t help me, they let me drown, when I woke up, Rachelle my best friend was crying but not because I was in a coma, but because Demetrius had left. I was so mad,I screamed for her to leave and never come back. Nine years later I had just graduated from high school, and Demetrius had came back, he seemed to be obsessed with me or something he wouldn’t leave me alone.

Some worship god or a moon goddess or something but in our world, the supernatural world , we worship Ares the god of war, our creator.