Prologue

THE WORST THING IN life is havin' regrets.

It ain't the normal, insignificant regrets that most people have. It's the regrets that'll never fade with time, the regrets that'll haunt you for the rest of your life.

These are what changes a person for the worst. It doesn't help to build good character. Hell, it most certainly doesn't build up the skills that you need to succeed in the world. You feel alone and completely unwanted, unloved, you're out-casted for life... But the worst part is knowin' that you could have turned it all 'round before it was too late.

There's a sayin' that goes you never know what you got til it's gone. In my personal experience, that's the cold, hard truth. You don't. And when you finally realize it, your chance has already floated away down the stream of sorrow.

I had always been a quiet, shy girl who never really opened up to anyone. It wasn't that I had a hard time makin' friends (although I did have a hard time talkin' to certain types of people), it was that I never wanted to have any friends. When you had both parents in the military and no livin' family that even spent a second thinkin' 'bout you or your parents, you knew that it was best to be alone. Why bother startin' a friendship that would just have to end in a year's time?

This is where my story starts, at the end of the span of one year. If I had known then what I know now…I would have relished the time that I'd had. Because from the moment we got the notice we were to go to Korea, everythin' was just goin' to go downhill.

A/N: So, for those of you who are familiar with how I update my stories, the more reviews I get, the more chapters you shall receive (if I have them at the time).

I can promise you that my main character in this story is going to be quite a bit different then all of my others from the Harry Potter world, so be ready to welcome her into your mind.

Also, please note that I purposely made the 'grammatical errors' you may find in this and the chapters afterwards. I mention in the next chapter why, but I want to tell you here so you can re-read this chapter and all the rest correctly. My main character was born and raised for the first six years of her life in the south of the USA, so she has a very deep southern drawl. Yes, she has lived in eastern, Midwestern, and northern states, but for some reason she never lost the accent or picked up another one. Her parents never picked it up…not really. Her dad has a slight accent with some words since he was born in Texas, but it's not as obvious as Evelyn's because he's been away longer and just never picked it up again.

Hoped you liked it! Trust me, I think (hope!) this will get better!

As always, I welcome constructive criticism! I know I'm not perfect, therefore my stories aren't either. So I would love to hear your opinions and your ideas and what you think could make it better.

Please review!

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