(Okay, I'm going to make the grammar average, but the idea and elements of the plot will be horrible. It will be so cliche and stereotypical, you will wonder why I published it. Who knew that it takes so much work to write bad?)

I dreamed of a boy with sea green eyes and messy black hair.

"Where are you?" he asked, frantically looking at me.

"I don't know who you are, and I'm calling the police if you get closer." I said, reaching for my pocket.

"Never mind that, just stay put. Me and grover will get you!" he stated.

I opened my eyes and groaned at the sound of my alarm clock.

"Sally, honey, come down stairs!" my mother shouted.

I pulled myself out of bed and picked up my toothbrush. I started to brush my teeth and took a shower. I stared at myself in the mirror, and pushed a curl of my raven black hair behind my ear. It was unruly and in bangs. My mediterranean complex complimented my sea green eyes, and I threw on an orange t shirt and jeans.

I walked down to the kitchen, and stared at the stack of blue pancakes. I know those pancakes, they were pity cakes. I only got them when something was about to go wrong."Sally, we have a confession." my mother said, holding onto my dad's hand.

"You're adopted."

Confusion lit across my face as I processed what they had said to me. Suddenly, anger started to course through me.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I shouted at them, losing my temper.

"Don't raise your voice at your mother." my dad warned me.

"We were friends of Sally Jackson's. Money was tight around her house, and she already had a son. Your twin. She gave you up to a normal life, and sent you to us." my mom explained, trying to soothe me.

"I don't care what you have to say! You can't just lie to a person like that. My whole life, I felt like I was missing a half, and now I know why!" I screamed, thrashing my hands out.

"Young lady, you're grounded." my dad growled at me.

I stomped out and grabbed my bag. I picked up the keys to my dads car, not caring I was grounded. I put on a red jacket and styled my hair into a messy bun.

"Honey, wait!" my mother called as I started driving away.

I was speeding on the road, severely ticked off at the news. I looked at the card on the dashboard, and it had directions to some summer camp. With nowhere better to go, I started to follow them. I slammed on the brakes at the thing in the middle of the road. I got out of the car, because I don't know.

Actually, if I stayed in the car I could drive past it. Or I could just turn around, but, you know, I want to go check out this thing.

"What are you?" I asked, slowly inching toward the creature.

It turned toward me, and I realized it was half bull. I started to run toward it, and slid between it's legs. It started to chase me as I ran from it.

"Here, take this!" the boy from my dreams said, tossing me a pen.

"What's a pen going to do against a two ton bull?!" I screamed at him.

"Use the force." he replied.

I took a deep breath, and felt my inner peace. I ran up a tree and did a backflip, plunging the sword in the beasts chest.

It started to disintegrate into golden dust, and I kicked it.

"Sally Bianca Achilles Jackson-Blofis, I think you are my sister." the boy said, staring at me with his intense sea green eyes, and munching on a blue cookie.

"Well, whatever. Follow me!" he said, walking into the magical camp.