Preface
I had always assumed that I'd live a very, very normal life; average, routine, interesting at best.
It was how I'd spent the entirety of my life leading up to these series of events. Talk with my mother, be protected by my father, play with my brothers, hang out my friends and be loved by my boyfriend.
School was easy, as was life beforehand. No really stressful troubles other than meeting new people, taking tests and having enough courage to not get embarrassed very time I would have to talk in front of people I didn't know, a weakness of mine.
So I'd never really even given thought to what would happen if my life took a sharp turn; if I crashed and burned along with the rest of my boring existence, like a dreadful car crash. Although at this moment, a car crash seems quite inviting, if not to sound too suicidal. But anyone who has lived this entirely new, and painful existence that has been thrust upon me; you'd want to die eventually too.
The thing I loved smiled a feral one as he stroked my cold, dead cheek.
