Prologue
Closer, closer, closer. Every minute that comes is a minute closer to my death. I am now in the final hour that I never imagined. The long and winding road dotted with fire and destruction, death, love and even things that I never imagined would happen to a simple girl like me, will have come to a stop.
Ever since I have been in this cold iron cell, I cannot stop thinking about my meeting with death. It is harsh and cold, but it must come to us all.
Five years it has been since my long and difficult journey began. The shining sun and the beautiful weather were apparent on that last golden day of my life. The events that took place on that day were as clear as a shiny, brand new
piece of glass.
There were some things I wish I could un-turn and prevent this whole thing from ever happening to me. Sadly, out of the many things in our world, time travel is not one of them
In my last hour, I must take the time to look back on the past five years of my life. Realize how I got here, so when the time of my execution comes, I shall be ready.
