The strange girl looked, perhaps, like comic book characters and all sorts of other things that lie in a stack of unnecessary books of small, timid children, if not completely numb and, it seems, red-bluish veins had already burst under the white skin, long spider legs stretched even over her face.

Her large eyes, with an empty light inside, did not distract attention, and at the same time they themselves were always lazily closed and also, probably, overgrown with gray darkened ashes, like blue-blue lips gradually becoming blackish, thin and very cold. at the same time, her expression and all parts of her face did not change in any way.

Only the thick strands of hair that had grown black as night, braided in two long pigtails, gave the gloomy picture integrity — they are strangely motionless and tremble in the wind only with animal fear over a pale face, hardly opening a view of human eyes.

The first thing she managed to love was darkness, mesmerizing darkness and silence, it always seemed to her that she was hiding something from people, there was something in her that was not available to ordinary mortals and she wanted to find out what exactly.

That was until her parents, especially her domineering mother morticia, decided to send her to nevermore academy.

An excellent degree of cruelty, considering how many jerks study there. with these thoughts, wednesday walked through her new ‘home’ until she bumped in someone. You.