"...The last thing I remembered was being a scared, almost sixteen year old teenage girl in the middle of the ocean during a severe storm with no land in sight."
It was during a dark, stormy night. A lone teenage girl, almost sixteen years in appearance, with a slim yet athletic build, was struggling to stay afloat and above the turbulent waves. Her mid-back length pumpkin colored hair, once vibrant, was sopping wet and limp. The former confidence in her olive green eyes was now replaced by fear. Her ruddy skin tone was now an almost pasty white from the lingering effects of hypothermia and salt water. Her once modest pajamas which consisted of a dark green spaghetti strapped crop top with pink heart in center and black pajama pants was somewhat worn out, tattered, and clinging wetly to her like a second skin.
"I don't know how or why I wound up in the ocean in the first place, only knowing that I didn't have my Kimmunicator with me so I could contact Wade in a dire