Prologue

I sat beneath the oak tree as the cold breeze brushed my hair. I shivered. Chills went down my spines. A sudden feeling of loneliness hugged me. I stared above me and that somehow made me crack a smile. The moon. I stared at the moon as if it was my friend. I let my head rest on the wood as I lifted my hand and angled it UNDER THE MOONLIGHT.