Lost: Prologue
Lost and broken, that's what I am. I had my friends. They loved me. But somehow that just wasn't enough. I kept on seeing him. I don't know his name. But I know him. I don't know how I know him. I just... Do.
I moved to Forks so my mother and Phil could move to Florida and start their own lives. I had finished high school and reunited with an old friend, Jake. I knew he was attracted to me, but I didn't feel any sort of attraction towards him... Or anyone for that matter.
After my dad, Charlie, died, I moved back to Phoenix. After he died I lost the light in my eyes. I couldn't function without him. We were close. Very close. He, in most ways, Was my best friend. Jake had gotten ahold of two of my closest friends, Kirsten and Alex. They were at my house immediately. They never left my side.
Kirsten and Alex always knew how to cheer me up. Alex brought over his guitar and sang my favorite songs to me. Kirsten and I would sing along just like old times. Of course we had to explain everything to Jake. I never told anyone that I sang and played the guitar.
We had discussed starting a band, but we never had anyone willing to be our manager... Until now.