Chapter 1: Forgetting the Past
Tears had streamed down my face as I took off the headband I once received from the only father figure I had ever had. The headband was more than just a gift from him; it was a sign of who I was and what I did. It was a sign of the life I had chosen to live, but I couldn't stand anymore.
The whole reason I had kept living that life was to protect them, to protect those I love but look at what happened. I couldn't stop the bullets that flew towards them. I had watched as their bodies fell to the floor. Lifeless. Not breathing. Their eyes still open, full of shock and pain. Those were images I would never get out of my head; they would haunt me forever if I didn't leave that life behind me.
So I did. I ran. I ran from my mistakes. I ran from my memories. I ran from my past.
I left almost all my possessions behind only taking the money I would need to live on my own.
And I moved to a place where I could be a normal 17 year old girl. I moved to a place where I could start over and make real friends that would love me for me.
That is how I ended up here in front of a high school, about to live the life I had always wanted and dreamed about, this was the beginning of a whole new life I would lead. Letting go of my past for good.
A/N: I know this is really really really short but I needed to get this part of the story out of the way. The next chapter will be a lot longer. I promise.