Sixteen year old Miranda lives in the world called Earth, but things are different then what we knew. The Mayans were right about the world ending-sort of. Because of the Galactic Alignment and Earth's Polar Transfer, Earth's magnectic protection weakened and a direct hit from a solar flare knocked out all electricity. Few people survived, and most of them were the ones who prepared and their kids. Miranda was eight when this happened, and her parents prepped. Her parents, Laura and Carl Scarlacova, taught her how to survive on her own at age ten, and right on time. The Black Plague made another round on Earth, wiping out her parents at age eleven. Now by herself she is left to face the few survivors-most who have the Plague. What will happen now that she's been exposed and there's something stealing her food, and now her weapons? Is she going to die of the Plague, starvation, or will she survive past this?
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AlaskaChic Joined: Nov-11-2012 |
I've got penny-colored hair and matching wire glasses. I'm thirteen, and I have chocolate brown eyes (or so I'm told). I've loved writing since I read Eragon because creating such a perfect story is perfect for me. I sometimes describe things so much that people walk off, but that's fine with me. I've learned not to make many friends because most 'friends' are people who think I'm funny but I'm stupid for being in Choir, Drama, and loving reading and writing and hating the colors pink and purple like a normal girl. It's not expected, but I'm a total tomboy. Most don't recognize me in a dress because it's too girly for me. Makeup is my enemy, and I refuse to style my hair or paint my nails. So what if I'm a dork who likes dragons and Harry Potter and hates anyone who likes Justin Beiber because he's so 'hot'. It's stupid, and I deserve to be myself, laugh at my mistakes, and do whatever I want (unless my mom says no) whenever I want. Who cares what other people think? I don't.
