The Lost Life

Chapter One: Alone

I woke up by myself on a couple of boulders.I was in the middle of nowhere.It was cold and almost dark.I was wearing skinny jeans,a yellow razor back tank top,gray Converse,a blue jacket,and a locket.I opened up the locket to see what was in it.It was a small mirror.I looked at all my features.Was I fourteen?Something like that.

Next,I jumped off the boulders and landed flat on my feet.At first I thought it was an illusion.I was looking at a brown,black,and tan colored cat with green eyes.For some reason,I wanted to call it "Sweetie",as if that was its name.Then,it came to me,I was standing in front of a tan house with brick stairs leading up to a wooden porch.It looked fimiliar.The cat me- owed and then walked under an old white truck that also looked fimiliar.

Then,I heard people.I heard them sniffling and some were whispering stuff like,"We miss you,and love you Katrina....".I gasped. That was my name. Katrina,but people called me Kat. I looked and people were dressed in black.I don't know how I noticed because they were all do far away. To me,it looked like a funeral. Mostly because I could see the wooden casket.I ran to see who had passed away.