Living for the Moment: Prologue
A young girl sat all alone near a bridge. Sunlight bounced off of her dark brown locks and caught in the blond highlights that had been recently added. The girl gazed out at people as they walked here and there, going along their daily business. She didn't know what she had to do, if anything.
She whipped her reddned eyes with the torn up sleeve of her dress. How it had got that way…She was as clueless about that as she was to where she was. She couldn't remember her name, her address, only her age…Which was fifteen. Deep within her she felt an urgency that could not be explained and a vague sense that she was supposed to be here.
She pulled herself to her feet and began to walk towards the bridge, where a young man stood, looking as sad as she was. She didn't know if he could help her, but they could share each others misery.