The Ritual

This is the story of a girl. A girl that must fight for her life to survive a bloody ritual. But can she? Can she stop the blood shed? Or will the price be too high.

(Well very dramatic description, i honestly had no idea what to write xD..)
What I've posted for the ritual is only a part of first chapter. Not done nor fully edited. Just wanted to give you a taste!!!


1. January

I walked down the slippery street, with a heavy basket on my arm. It was filled with vegetables and bread. It was all for the kids in the orphanage, the winter was a hard time there. I always tried helping my best, since i was older than most of the kids. 16 winters. Thats how many I've made it through. Few of my childhood friends are still with me. I've stood by many graves, alone, with wet cheeks, hopeless. But I was stronger than them. Unfortunately.

"Ms. Sofie! It's me," I knocked on the locked door, while reading the sign: "Ms. Sofie's Orphan Home". I heard the door unlock, and a slim face looked out at me. She looked at the basket in my hand, then at my face. "Oh, I see. Come on in then," she nodded and opened the door fully for me to enter. I knocked my boots against the ground before I stepped inside. I swiftly turned around and locked the door right after entering. Ms. Sofie has this thing with locks. Everything has to be locked. It's not because we have much of value, she just insists. And I do as I'm told.

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