I stood on the balcony, looking over the city, rethinking past events. I'm not sure if what I think happened, actually happened. It could have been a dream or a hallucination right? I mean, I always did think I was a bit crazy. But then again, I'm not the only one that got hurt, that was affected. I wonder if they also think back to what happened. When I came into school looking a mess, when people questioned me about it, I never told them the truth. Nobody but those involved have any idea on what happened... or did not happen? I don't even know if it was real. If it was real, then I am doing the right thing by hiding and fighting back if need be. I have to protect myself. I can't let them get ahold of me. Or what I have. I have no one to help me or protect me. No one would believe me if I told them. Would I believe it if I was told? It was way too unusual and terrifying, I know so. I've woken up due to the reoccurring nightmares. However, the memories could never be erased. I will never forget.

I am Riah (Ree-ah) Mckenzie, and this is my story.

Sooooo, this is the prologue, clearly but um yeah. I'm starting this story because I feel like LBTG is going a bit wonky and Rejected psh I don't even know right now.