Prologue

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     "Konida! Come back here!"

      I ran. I needed to find someone. Someone important.

      "Konida Rosen Smith!"

     I ran right out of the building and onto the abandoned streets. It was dark outside, no one ever came outside after sundown.

      I ran until the loud feet following me were gone and I was in a field. I stood still, looked up at the moon, then looked at the grass. The untamed grass whispered on my knees, traced my skin lightly as the moon looked right at me. Staring at me with it's fullness, its light shining on me.

I dropped to my knees, the grass now tangling my shoulders into its green abyss.

I stared up at the moon, and softly whispered, "Where's my dad? M-my real dad.."

I succumbed into the green abyss, letting it choke me as I drifted into sleep.

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