PROLOGUE
Monday 5 3023
I hate the feeling of not knowing or being able to control what my future holds, As an 18-year-old girl I guess that is what life is all about not always getting your way. I wish that from the beginning I have known that can´t control everything and that I had done more things that were out of my comfort zone, but now as I lay here in the middle of the street of New Moreda to my death I know that all is lost. I would do anything to have a second chance and make a different choice. If only that was possible...
