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The crimson red blood I saw on that day, It will always be in my memory.
I used to think trust would save us, but I was wrong.



It is the 17th day of the month of April. A lot of people told me that I should cheer up. I went to the lake to do so. Or, at least, try. Since it was cloudy outside, the usual sapphire-emerald color of the water had turned to gray. Despite the gloomy appearance of the day, there was no rain, or wind. I looked at the water, and saw my reflection. That is, until a duck swam by, and the ripples made it impossible to see.
It's times like these when I think back to the first time.
The first time I met....them.


I don't know where I'm headed. I don't know who I'm going to meet.
All I know, is that I have to get away from here. My home, this town. This, place.
I've only been walking for about 10 minutes. So why is there a morose look across my face already? My parents aren't home. Neither is my sister. Perfect time to make a getaway. I want to leave, to travel, to....break my old habits, and to do what I've always wanted to. I don't want to be restricted by my parents anymore.
You might think I'm crazy. Well, so do I. Where am I going to go? Away from here, that's all I know.
I want to go south. Away from these crowded towns, away from these familiar faces. It will be hard, but I don't care. I'll head south, to Brook Village. Why not? Although it's like a gazillion miles away, I don't mind. Just want to leave.
Call me crazy. I'll agree. Don't know why I'm going there.

I was foolish, then. I had no idea who I would meet. How it would change my life.



(Yay, first part...chapter, thingy. I just wanted to write a story, a new one. Don't kill me, eeh.)