Chosen
Tracy, Kathryn I was about to leave when I saw it out of the corner of my eye. It was a large leather bound manuscript.It looked ancient. My hand began to tingle as soon as I touched it. On the cover it said simply, "Chosen." The moment I opened its ancient pages, I felt as if I were falling, floating, nothing solid. My name is Emma Carter, but soon the world would know me by a different name. A name that was as ancient as the book I held in my hand. What ha...