A/N: so this is an idea, that won't leave my head, hope you like it. Enjoy!
IDENTITY; Prologue:
She stared out the window. New neighborhood, new city, new part of a country.
New sky, new grass, new trees, new house.
Nothing familiar.
So, standing here she felt like an outsider, a bystander.
Detached.
She was alone, no one to talk to her, no one to comfort her.
She was Alone.
It never occurred to her that she would be left in solitude, her mom is young, was young, she had plenty of friends, but it happened.
Fast.
She took a sip from her coffee; it tasted bitter in her mouth. It was sad, that even coffee tasted different, of all things, will nothing be the same?
A tear spilled, then came another. She hated this, crying, feeling isolated for the world, she needed someone.
Now.
A/N: there will be more, like tomorrow. I just wanted to post something; I didn't want the plot to start right at the first chapter. Not that there is anything to say, any ideas what's happening to her? Please review, just to keep me going. Thanks.