Hymns For The Wicked

by Allysa Doyle

You never know what you have until its gone. I never thought I would wonder where my next meal would come from. I had never been scared to sleep for fear of my life. So then WHY, why do we still sing those dreadful Hymns For the Wicked.

1. Prolouge

PROLOGE

Hello! My name is Allysa and this is my story.
It all started with a little girl with bright blue eyes and beautiful blond hair… cliché I know right, but that's me! The worlds happiest baby born early in the morning on August, 13th 2002. In the bitterness of Alaska, I was a new light.
All was well in my life. When I was two me and my family moved to California. There all 6 of my siblings had dance offs and had the time of our lives.
It was Perfect.
We moved to Texas so my dad could get a better job when I was 6.
It's there I learned to read.
It's there I learned to sing.
It's there I learned to dance.
Its where I turned 16.
Its where I left my best friends.
I had to leave Texas and we ended up moving to the hottest place on earth…. Arizona
We lived by an air force base so all day we herd airplane's whizzing by as pilots were probably trying to get to there lunch brake faster.
Little did I know,
It would be where I lost everything.

I know this was really short but I promise longer chapters in the future -Allysa