Prologue

I was falling and falling fast from a perfect world, "wonderland" or "paradise" some may call it... but was it? My family

warned me not to trust anyone, and I didn't, except for one person, my best friend. She was with me at the place I fell. Did she do it? Was it her I saw through the thick fog? then the fog cleared and it was… just a second, I'm way ahead of myself. Let's start from the beginning.

Chapter 1

Past of past

It all started one day in our "perfect" world I was at home tucked in

my bed. It was dark out an I didn't know the time. It was cold and I could hear the wind swirling, the rain falling, the thunder booming, and the lightning clashing with the thick water by my house. I was asleep, still listening. It was 3 am. What I thought was the thunder at one time was the banging on my door but who could it be? Should I answer? Am I in danger? Would I die? Would this be the end of my life? These are all the questions I asked myself in the time of two seconds. Then I jumped up and uncovered myself, throwing off the thick blanket covering me and ran to answer the door and who it was, I fear to say their name to this day. their name is Clover. She is or should I say was, my best friend. Then she yelled a name to me and then hugged the name she yelled was lara....my name. I was named after my mom lura. My grandma named me her name is Agust Winter June Brees. She took care of me because my dad passed away when I was 4. Now I am 14 and falling down from a so thought "perfect" world but let's get back to my past. My best "friend" was at my house and would not leave but back then we were so close where lives were shared. We were like twins. We then found out we shared a birthday and we looked for a reason why. I mean we even looked similar. I had long red hair that reached down to my knees, Big blue eyes, and freckles that covered my face with pale white skin like a vampire. Clover had pale tan skin, the same big blue eyes I did, she even had the same shade of red hair I did but hers was short and to her shoulders. I mean we even shared a smile and voice. Then came the "best" day of my life. I had talked to my grandma and she said that Clover could move in. We were so happy. After she moved in we shared the same family pictures. Then one day my grandma left to go to the store and came back 1 hour late but I never knew why to this day and that makes me mad at myself to this day. She then loved Clover more than me. She gave our room to Clover and kicked me out to the basement. Clover was then a spoiled brat and hated me but then we made up, Or so I thought she was kind and my grandma got her kindness to me back and then kicked out Clover then told me what happened and thet Clover had put a spell on her and then told my grandma who was put under the spell but somehow someone who we did not know who broke it. Yet today I am still falling with the wind in my ears and the sound through my brain working fast, and all my memories and moments I have ever had good and bad big and small slow and fast all of them all at once.