So, I have been planning this story for about two years now but I always erased it again. Actually this is the first time I'm writing it and am actually proud of the way it's going (the other tries were crap). It's going to be a Saga about the elements of nature and their powers, I don't know yet how many parts there are going to be, I'm still planning it. Anyways, here's the prologue, I hope you like it ;)

I still wonder, even after all those years.

Things never were clear to me and I guess, they never will.

I'm sitting in front of the large round window that covers the entire East wall, watching those tiny twinkling dots in the night sky that watch over me from so far away, wondering that, maybe, my parents are between them. I do this every night when I can't sleep, which tends to happen.

I take a look at my flower shaped collar which reflects the bright moonlight. It's the only thing I have left from my parents and the most valuable thing I have, I wouldn't give it away for nothing. It's like the last memory I have left from my parents, from my happy life.

Sadly enough my parents died in a terrible accident when I was still very young, or so I was told.

I was put to adoption and was adopted by a very rich man. In the beginning he always was very nice to me but when I turned five everything changed

I don't remember much from when it just started, it being five years ago. But I do remember how he turned from the nice, caring man I once loved as if he were my own father to a cruel, selfish and abusing jerk who I began hating more with every single day that past by.

You must be thinking by now that I'm probably just overreacting but if you'd knew the things he's done to me you would understand and probably agree with me.

"Hey mom," I whisper to my collar, which I'm holding gently in my hands, as if my parents were inside it, listening to everything I say "hey dad, how are you? Today was another terrible day, he hit me again" I continue whispering the events of that day, I always do that, it somehow makes me feel better.

After speaking quite a while to my collar, I lean my head softly against the cold window as I slowly drift into unconsciousness.

So, what do you people think? Please review, favorite, subscribe or whatever if you liked it, I would love to know what you think about it. I also appreciate critiques but please, keep them friendly, I'm very sensible and easily get hurt or offended.

Soon I'll be going on vacation to Ibiza but I'll bring my notebook with me so I can work on the next chapter(s) so, when I return (6th September) expect to see one or two updates from me.

Anyways, see you guys around ;)

Gina~