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Izzy flops down on her bed, the messy sheets ruffling underneath her.
(“A fire at the grand oak resort…”)
It’s unthinkable. Preposterous!
How could something so terrible…
Something…
So…
It’s a place of sanctuary, the grand oak resort.
Izzy’s lived here all her life!
And that place….the abandoned wing of her home..
There’s no way. It’s so terrible! She used to read books under the trees there with Olly, because it was quiet and away from people.
Those beautiful memories..
Who would’ve thought that they only happened because of something so disgusting?!
In her own home.
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When she’s alone, Izzy feels strange.
Buzzing numbness, it’s sick.
And feeling the need to protect, to be on edge at all times, especially with recent events unfolding.
So strange, protecting Olly felt natural when she could barely feel her feet.
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My name is Izzy Golden.
I am 13 years old.
I like singing, dancing, candy, and hanging out with my friends and my brother.
And I am so, so scared.
I want to be stronger, to learn to help the people around me.
But I’m just a little girl, there’s not much I can do to protect the people I love from a massive criminal empire.
But there’s still something I can do. I’m not irrelevant.
I’ve been told I’m stubborn.
Maybe that’s a good thing this time.
I’ll protect you, Olly. And all of my friends too.
If it’s the last thing I do.