Why Me?

Prologue

This is a story I am writing with noobok.  Don't wanna forget to give her credit!  She writes half of the story, probably more than half haha ;) Please leave feedback on the story!  I wanna make sure it's going in the right direction. :)

Prologue:

          Me and my twin sister, Sophia, were two normal 16 year olds.  Well, as normal as you could get with dead parents and life in an orphanage.  We had been through a lot, going from owner to owner as we were younger, our first adoptive parents being abusive, our second ones killed.  I had been to the hospital from injuries one too many times.  It became more of a routine until one time.  I had the strangest dream, which I didn’t see as a dream.  I thought it was real.  Because it was real.  But nobody believed me, so I just tried to tell myself it was just a dream.

          I was in a cold, dark place and I could feel someone choking me.  As I felt the last breaths leaving me, a random guy on a horse came.  He looked around my age, with light brown hair and eyes so dark they seemed black.  He held out his hand to me and I woke up in the hospital, surrounded by doctors.  I had the strangest feeling that I had died and afterwards, I never felt the same.

          I turned the corner with my sister, Sophia, laughing about something she had just said. Then my laughter abruptly died when I saw a guy. He was fourteen, maybe fifteen, with light brown hair, and eyes that were so dark they almost seemed black. But what was the most interesting was that he was the person from my dreams. He had been in my head, when I had died. He was real. And he was standing right in front of me. I gasped. I faintly heard Sophia ask me what was wrong, then the world came spinning up to meet me.

          When I woke up, I was in the orphanage. Sophia didn't ask me what had happened. I heard the other orphans talking though. They thought I had fainted from the heat. I didn't correct them. They would think I was crazy if I told them the truth. I didn't even tell Sophia. Then a few days later, a man adopted us, and we moved far, far away. Far away from the guy who I had dreamed about.