Chapter 1: prolouge

Hayden is a 16 year old girl from the group know as aggregation. Aggregation people get tattoos from things they are good at and what they are made for. But there kind is getting washed out by the very people who made them. Can Hayden and her two friends stay alive or be brought down with the rest of there kind... And what does the tattoos on her arm mean for her...

   I sat on the cold earth. I have been here a while now; with the wind being calm but my heart beating so fast. I loved the view of all the green sensory now darkened by the set sun. This place smelled lovely as woods often do. This place would be such a happy place if not for all the tragedy and loss. My heart larches as I look back at that cold rainy night that we were brought here to. I feel as if the wind feels my pain for it starts to get winder. Even with all this pain at this place it still is my favorite place to come. For he often visits me here. Even if it only in my mind. He gives me courage to keep moving and strength to keep living another day. He never forgets to give me a good-bye kiss and the message that he will see me again someday, and not to rush it, for he can wait. But I can't so I come here every night and listen to his voice in the wind. But it doesn't seem to come tonight, and I been waiting a while. Maybe he is bored with me already. Or maybe he still likes the way my brown hair glistens in the moonlight, so he will make me wait. And wait I shawl...

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