prologue
Darkness consumed me. It wasn't like being in a dark room, being able to make out objects, it was just black. The hand that was connected to my arm was missing even though it was inches away from my face. I hated it. Darkness everywhere, no interval. Or was there, did I just not see the billions of colours confined to the space I was in. wherever that was. In fact I don't remember how I ended up in this nothingness, this nightmare. Why couldn't it just end?
As if my prayer had been answered, a blinding light shone through, breaking up the block black. Joy flooded my body: but it didn't last. I was plummeted into pure light, like the blackness but white. Was something meant to happen now? I guess not. This light gave me the first chance to look at my body for the first time. The rags I had entered this dire place in were exchanged with a silk dress that caressed my every curve. My knotted black hair was now a flowing curtain down my back and round my face. For the first time in my life-all 15 years of it- I felt beautiful. For once I felt beautiful. it wasn't people telling me I was, I actually thought it this time. A smile crept upon my face. I was finally at peace.