Arcane-World

Monday, March 2 Sara Blackstock She woke up today, another normal day.  She pulled on a shirt and a pair of old jeans.  She took a sweatshirt with her in case she got cold.  It was just the very end of winter so it was still rather chilly outside.  She walked downstairs to brush her hair and her teeth.  She washed her face and headed for the door.  She never really ate breakfast anymore, and besides that, she was running rather late today.  On her way out, she grabbed her backpack and her keys to get back in the house. She stepped out the door and locked it.  Then she took the all too familiar steps down to her school.  It was about a fift