Can someone give me something really creative and interesting to write a book about. BEST ANSWER GETS BRAINLIEST... THX. ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ɪᴛ ᴜᴘ.​​

Prolouge

Fairies are wonderful creatures, filled with light and joy. With little silky wings and anglelic voices. They dance on the wind and fill the skies with laughter. But within them lies a darkness, like all creatures have. And when you hurt them, the darkness takes over. their wings turn black and sharp, their light turns to shadows and their voices turn to screams, They hold to hate and anger, to all the dark things that swim in mens minds, they know joy no more, and they wish to steal yours. So, Please heed my warning. and I will tell you a story, anout a fairy whom was betrayed, a fairy who lost her way, a fairy whos tears stained the world.

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She shuffled her feet and sighed, making it quite obvious that she was upset. The caseworker didn't respond. Of course. Why would she? She was only uprooting her life again. Home-hopping wasn't fun. . She had been in what? Three homes in the past year? She tried to be good, be the best. But she obviously wasn't good enough. she must have done something wrong. Something must have made them not want her. She just didnt know why she wasn't good enough. She fiddled with her name tag, which read Aria, or it was supposed to, it actually spelled Area. Sighing again she tried for a more vocal approach.

"Ahem." She raised an eyebrow, trying to hide the sour sting in her heart. the caseworker finally looked up "What? You hungry? Thirsty?" She shook her head after a second "Just sit still, we will have you relocated soon enough." Relocated? Was she a dog? "I was just gonna ask why i have to leave another house." The caseworker sighed "Because of...Difficulties." Aria frowned thats all they ever said. "difficluties." She hadn't relized she said it out loud until the caseworked sighed louder than she had before. "Listen, it just didn't work out. You'll be in a new home soon." Aria clenched her jaw "It's not really a home when you only live there for four months." This time the caseworker ignored her. So Aria leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. wringing her hands until they turned white.

When she opened them again the sky had turned to a pink shade, and she watched for a second as it slowly sank towards the ground. She glanced around and met the eyes of her annoyed caseworker, who obviously wanted to go home. "Get up. You're sleeping here toninght."

"What-?" Aria clenched her hands, digging her fingers into her palm.

"I said you're sleeping here." she jabbed a finger towards a room, the door was slightly ajar and inside was a table a couple chairs and a couch. Aria frowned "On a couch?" the caseworker nodded "I'll be in the next room."

Explanation:

i wrote these, so please don't copy. but these are just to give you an idea.

Hmm, if you want something depressing, then write about life. Though, I suggest like a story, probably the lesson can be like accepting one another or some stuff. I don't know, just saying.

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