I tried not to think about those marks moving forward. Until I could meet someone who knew what they meant; I was out of luck. They were just going to be like tattoos to me until then. Though, that was exactly what they looked like. They looked like someone gave me a tattoo and it was now just a permanent part of my body.
I Tried as hard as I could, though I couldn't forget about them. I would often just sit next to the stream that ran through the village and just stare at the water as I thought about everything that had happened in my life, both of them. Or was that all three of them? My Adelaide life, my life as Addison in my pre-Addie days, and my life as Addie. Since I had changed so much, should I be counted as living yet another life? Or was I still on life number two? It was strange thoughts like those that passed through my mind when I would sit as I watched the water.
