My Uwana

Step into the shoes of Uwana, a girl thrust into a new country, a new school, and a life far stranger than she ever imagined. Haunted by dreams of her grandmother and a mysterious power she can barely control, Uwana navigates the chaos of high school, unexpected friendships, and the bewildering truth of her unique companion, Raymon. But as she stumbles into romance and rivals, she'll soon discover that her past isn't just a memory—it's a ticking time bomb waiting to reveal itself. Can Uwana truly control her destiny, or is she merely a pawn in a larger, ancient game?

My Uwana

Step into the shoes of Uwana, a girl thrust into a new country, a new school, and a life far stranger than she ever imagined. Haunted by dreams of her grandmother and a mysterious power she can barely control, Uwana navigates the chaos of high school, unexpected friendships, and the bewildering truth of her unique companion, Raymon. But as she stumbles into romance and rivals, she'll soon discover that her past isn't just a memory—it's a ticking time bomb waiting to reveal itself. Can Uwana truly control her destiny, or is she merely a pawn in a larger, ancient game?

“I don't know what to do grandma… This power is overwhelming. It's like they are the ones controlling me.”

“Don't worry, my child. It takes time, but when the time is right, you shall fully possess your possession.”

“But grandma, what if I can't do it? What if He comes back and I can't defeat him?”

“Trust your instincts; it will lead you aright.”

“But grandma!”

“Trust your instincts, child.”

“Grandma!!!”

Bring it! Bring it!! Bii! (Sound of my annoying alarm) I gasped, jutting back to reality. I sighed, feeling frustrated. And the annoying alarm wasn't helping. I yelled, hitting the alarm off the table. It stopped for a while, and I felt a little sense of achievement as I drifted back to sleep, trying to make meaning of the dream I just had, hoping to see my grandma still waiting for me in the dream world. I snuggled in to get more comfortable in bed, but it hadn't been up to 15 minutes before the annoying alarm started blazing its sound again. With that, I exhaled even louder; I made a mental note to change it from overly annoying to slightly less annoying.

While still thinking about how the stupid alarm interrupted my visit to my Grandma in the dream world, I heard my mom yell my name from downstairs, saying breakfast was ready. With that in mind, as a new motivation, I decided to get out of bed to get my day started. Well, because it is my first day in a new country, a new house, a new school, and there is a lot of discovery to make. So I headed for the bathroom with my clothes to do my business…