Prologue: The prose before the log

This is the story of a girl.
A girl with black hair and blue eyes who had to fight the world from the day she was born.
A girl whose last breath, did not mean the end of a story.
A girl who had to fight for the right to make her own choices, even if they were not the right ones.
A girl named Fern.
This is the story of a life.
A life that was filled with pain.
A life that was filled with companions.
A life that was filled with hope.
A life that was.
This is the story.