The Shadow Queen

It was around 9:PM. London was writing in her diary with tears in her eyes. She didn't want to ever leave her room after what had happened at school. She was so close to a boyfriend and a real friend. Memories then filled though her brain about her past. She was able to remember all of the times before Penny. The elementary school days where she fell for Cyrus. She tried to tell him her felling's but he never noticed her. She was never noticed when she was younger, even though her mom was the ruler of a science company. She was bullied and putted down all of her life. She wanted something for her to sperate her from the crowd and found that buy changing her name to London. It made everyone stopped bullying her but they didn't care about her. But when she reached middle school, her luck began to change. She had practiced her love for art and got into an art class with a high chance of winning a scholarship to her dream collage. But Cyrus was also looking at other girls and not noticing her yet again. She then went into rage and made every girl that Cyrus was into, fell just like her past self. Then Penny showed up and changed everything and the rest is history. "It doesn't make sense. Everyone got what they wanted . . . why can't i do the same", said London. She then found what would make her something to fear. Not far from her house, there was a museum of ancient artifacts of the past and her favorite one was the evil queens crown. She then made a plan but her tears couldn't hold back. 

"I'm really hate pretending, Where is my ever after? I never broke the rules, i stayed inside the lines, I never wanted anything that i didn't have, I wanted for him but when i had him, it fell apart, and now i fell this burning pain, its just in my guts, or my head, its running around like a little kid, I'm like a perfect cast with a bad script, i know who i want to blame, I didn't think of myself as mean, i always thought that Cyrus would be mine, But there isn't a between, cause if it isn't mine, then i will be the leader of the shadow and the mean, because the devil found a home on my shoulder, and there calling me the shadow queen", 

London then went into the museum and found the case where the crown was held and . . . you will see . . . 

"My past was a nice time, but that time couldn't lasted, And i will never love someone who couldn't love me, my anger burns my hands, 4th degree, now my blood is a fiery red, no one will ever love me, they will bow the the shadow queen, your fear is my dream, just wait until they fall to the shadow rule",

London then pushed the stand over causing it to shadier as she picked up the crown . . .

  "I didn't think of myself as mean, i always thought that Cyrus would be mine, But there isn't a between, cause if it isn't mine, then i will be the leader of the shadow and the mean, because the devil found a home on my shoulder, and there calling me the shadow queen, THE SHADOW QUEEN!! the shadow queen", . . . 

London then found another artifact. The staff of the wicked. The staff then casted a spell on her to come closer by calling her name. "London . . . Oh London", Went the staff.

"What is this felling? Its so surreal, all of my blocks have left me alone, the shadow around me is promising revenge, what I'm gonna do is sure gonna cost but i never had nothing to lose and now its time that i show this princess that i am the queen and my rule will be endless",

The staff the lifter her up in the air with the crown and blaster her with magic, causing her outfit to turn all black with a black dress, a black cape and a black heart. 

"I want what i deserved, i want to rule the world, finally after so long its finally mine for once, If you want a shadow for a queen, I'm gonna be one they never seen, I'll show then what it means, now that I'm that form, i will be the ruler of the shadow's and the bad, cause the devil found a home in my brain and there calling me the shadow queen, THE SHADOW QUEEN, I want what is mine",

London then used her power and disappeared into mid air, leaving the seen for revenge. 

To be continued . . .