Note: I do not own SM and the people of my story
+ Give me as many reviews as you can, people!
+Yeah, I know it's kinda short, but this is just the start of the story, and remember reviews welcome, even though I didn't tell much in the here......... I guess it's kind of a cliffhanger, but what I was trying to do was to get the reader to think a bit, try to figure out and guess what had happened, and to let your imagination run wild. I don't have that much of an idea what's going to happen, myself, so if you have a good guess, and I like the idea, I might even steal it and put it in my story.
PROLOGUE
She stood by the open window, quietly sipping tea. The cool autumn breeze blew her hair away from her face and revealed a tear, slowly rolling down the side of her cheek. Her ten years spent in Massachusetts had aged her incredibly. Although she was only 24, she looked like she was at least 28, and she felt even older that that. But who could blame her? Before she was barely out of her youth, she had seen things most people could never even imagine. Not only that, she had left her only friends, and lost the love of her life.
And now, she was going back... she was going back to face it all again. To relive her past, and perhaps this time come up with a better outcome. "Yes," she decided. Before the summer was over, she would go back and visit Tokyo.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Serena!" Chrysta chided. "Don't stand in front of the window like that. You'll catch a cold!"
Serena smiled a weak smile, and obliged solemnly, closing the window and going back to her room. She knew that her roommate only wanted the cold air kept out of the apartment so that the heating bills wouldn't be too pricey that month. She knew Chrysta didn't really care if she caught a cold. She wondered to herself if anyone would care.
Just last month she had spent 2 weeks in the hospital from a car crash, and while other patients rooms were filled with balloons and relatives and friends chattering noisily, her room remained empty. The nurses and doctors had tried to help by constantly stopping by her room, and asking if she needed anything. She would quietly shake her head, and go back to looking out the window, and listening to the noisy but cheerful talking in the other patient's rooms. She knew the nurses thought to themselves that no wonder she didn't get any visitors since she was so moody, and the doctors thought of her as a ghost of a girl, pale, and always unnoticed.
That's how her life had been for the past 10 years. She had been all alone. And in her toughest moments, when she broke down and started crying, there was not a single shoulder to lean, or a friendly, helping hand. she knew it was her own fault though, that she had isolated herself from everybody else. On the first day starting her high school, everybody had been helpful to her, but she had ignored them, and soon people became accustomed to ignoring iher/i.
She wondered what it would be like to go back, after all these years. She had been living so long, the lone life without any friends she wondered what it would be like returning back to them. She wondered if her old friends would even still speak to her, after the unthinkable deed that she had done. But even as she wondered, she didn't care. She had stopped caring long ago. Now all she wanted to do was to go back, relive her old life, make amends with her old friends, visit the grave of the one she had lost, and to try to fix the past. She wanted to be like she had once been; cheerful, oblivious, and happy, but she knew that even if she could change the past, she would never be the same person that she had once been...
+ Give me as many reviews as you can, people!
+Yeah, I know it's kinda short, but this is just the start of the story, and remember reviews welcome, even though I didn't tell much in the here......... I guess it's kind of a cliffhanger, but what I was trying to do was to get the reader to think a bit, try to figure out and guess what had happened, and to let your imagination run wild. I don't have that much of an idea what's going to happen, myself, so if you have a good guess, and I like the idea, I might even steal it and put it in my story.
PROLOGUE
She stood by the open window, quietly sipping tea. The cool autumn breeze blew her hair away from her face and revealed a tear, slowly rolling down the side of her cheek. Her ten years spent in Massachusetts had aged her incredibly. Although she was only 24, she looked like she was at least 28, and she felt even older that that. But who could blame her? Before she was barely out of her youth, she had seen things most people could never even imagine. Not only that, she had left her only friends, and lost the love of her life.
And now, she was going back... she was going back to face it all again. To relive her past, and perhaps this time come up with a better outcome. "Yes," she decided. Before the summer was over, she would go back and visit Tokyo.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Serena!" Chrysta chided. "Don't stand in front of the window like that. You'll catch a cold!"
Serena smiled a weak smile, and obliged solemnly, closing the window and going back to her room. She knew that her roommate only wanted the cold air kept out of the apartment so that the heating bills wouldn't be too pricey that month. She knew Chrysta didn't really care if she caught a cold. She wondered to herself if anyone would care.
Just last month she had spent 2 weeks in the hospital from a car crash, and while other patients rooms were filled with balloons and relatives and friends chattering noisily, her room remained empty. The nurses and doctors had tried to help by constantly stopping by her room, and asking if she needed anything. She would quietly shake her head, and go back to looking out the window, and listening to the noisy but cheerful talking in the other patient's rooms. She knew the nurses thought to themselves that no wonder she didn't get any visitors since she was so moody, and the doctors thought of her as a ghost of a girl, pale, and always unnoticed.
That's how her life had been for the past 10 years. She had been all alone. And in her toughest moments, when she broke down and started crying, there was not a single shoulder to lean, or a friendly, helping hand. she knew it was her own fault though, that she had isolated herself from everybody else. On the first day starting her high school, everybody had been helpful to her, but she had ignored them, and soon people became accustomed to ignoring iher/i.
She wondered what it would be like to go back, after all these years. She had been living so long, the lone life without any friends she wondered what it would be like returning back to them. She wondered if her old friends would even still speak to her, after the unthinkable deed that she had done. But even as she wondered, she didn't care. She had stopped caring long ago. Now all she wanted to do was to go back, relive her old life, make amends with her old friends, visit the grave of the one she had lost, and to try to fix the past. She wanted to be like she had once been; cheerful, oblivious, and happy, but she knew that even if she could change the past, she would never be the same person that she had once been...
