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If you happen to live in a secluded place that’s perfect and really awesome, the thing to do is keep your mouth shut and not tell anyone about it.  Otherwise everyone and their dog will find out about it and pretty soon all the good food has been eaten, and there’s nothing around but garbage and filth as far as the eye can see.  Overpopulation can be a pretty disgusting and scary thing.

The natives of Chesky Island knew this.  They knew they had a really cool thing so they kept it secret. Nobody ever left the island and nobody ever came to visit because of the terrible storms and the low mist that hung over the island that hid it.

Nothing lasts forever and the natives of Chesky island were soon discovered.  During the crusades, a nobleman named Jean Pierre Le Blanc Champagne was sailing his boat to go fight off the evil heritics who worshipped Snatcher, when lo and behold a terrible storm blew the ship high into the air and it crashed on the banks of Chesky Island.  As they all swam close to the island they were all eaten alive by invisible jellyfish.  Jean Pierre saw the whole thing and swam all the way back to the mainland, He told the whole story to a fair maiden who pulled him to the shore, and then he died, painfully, from intense exhaustion.

This fair maiden told everyone in France about the island.  Boats sailed out every single day trying to find it.  They all sailed out looking for the land of paradise, and nobody ever returned.  The natives killed everyone who landed on the shore.  It was horrible.  That’s when the King of France got a brilliant idea.  He decided to just send all the prisoners there.

In a way, Chesky Island is like a combination between Alcatraz and Australia.  Except once you get onto Chesky Island you can never leave.  You’re trapped. Your there forever.  Oh sure, loads of people have escaped.  But if you get found, they send you right back.  It’s like a giant prison and most people don’t even know they’re a prisoner.  They’re perfectly fine with the whole situation and they don’t even know what’s going on.  Some people find out and they don’t even care at all.  Violet and her mother tried to leave, but it didn’t work out for them.  They’re escape route just led them back where they started.

This is Violet.

Violet

People think that she is very strange.  That’s because she is very strange.  Her mother makes all of her clothes with a kick pump sewing machine.

She makes the cloth herself from cotton that she grows out of her backyard.  It takes forever to do.  Violet is madly in love with Lewis, of course, but she isn’t allowed to have anything to do with him because he and his mother stole their house.  Violet talks to him anyway.

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This is Violet.  Violet Everglades.

Violet

Lewis thinks she’s very strange.  And that’s because she is.  He likes her though.  He thinks she is very pretty, even though she is out of her mind and likes to carry an eyeball around in her shoulder bag.

When Violet was four years old she drowned.  Her soul left her body and she saw into the 8th dimension.  But before she could focus her eyes and see what was out there on the other side…she was back.

A boy had saved her.  He was not the handsome prince that she had hoped would save her from peril one day.  He was just an ordinary boy with freckles who most likely had no idea what on earth a knight in shining armor was.  There was no mouth to mouth resuscitation, no brave kiss or chariot with five white horses to take her away to the castle nonesuch high on the hill.  She was so disappointed and wasn’t quite sure what to think.There was no fancy stuff at all with this kid.

The boy who saved her life had only given her a slap on the back to knock the water out of her lungs.  Then he smacked her on the butt and told her to say out of the ocean.  Then he ran off.  She never saw him again until the summer they came back from Vacation, twelve years later.  She wasn’t exactly sure it was him first.  However, the more she thought about it, the more she knew that it had to be him.  She just couldn’t go out an say anything about it though.  She wasn’t supposed to be friends with him at all.  There was a bit of a bad situation going on.  It’s a long story and it all started with an advertisement. Actually it could have really all started because Violet’s dad died, but then again that could have been caused by that fortune telling vending machine in the town square.  One thing always leads to another, so it goes.

One Evening, Violet’s mother, Melba Everglades received a fortune cookie that said “Today your husband will die and you will become a poor widow.”  It was horrible.  She knew it would come true because all of the predictions had come true.  The day before she got a fortune cookie that said that she would trip and fall and get a nasty cut on the leg, and it happened.

Horrified, Mrs. Everglades ran all the way home and when she got to the front door, her two little girls were sitting on the doorstep crying.  That really freaked her out and she did a double take.  She should only have one daughter now.  The other one died tragically a few months earlier.  Why were they both sitting there together on the steps?  She looked again and she only saw Violet there.  Lily, the dead child was gone.  It had only been her mind playing tricks on her.  Her mind was playing tricks because she was guilty.  She had caused her daughter and her husband to die.  There was no doubt about that.  She had the evil eye and if she didn’t get rid of it fast, someone would find out and send her to prison.  Using the evil eye was forbidden  on Chesky Island.  But possession of the evil eye, well that was just way too much.  She had to get rid of it fast.  But where could she put it where nobody would find it?  She had to think fast.  So she put it in the only place that she could think of where nobody would dream of looking for it.

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The evil eye

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