Who am I? Where did I come from? Do I still have family out there? I am Amelia Wilson. How do I know that, you're asking? Well, it was written on a piece of paper I found in my pocket. My birthdate, December 25, 1896, was also scribbled on that note. Can you believe I've lived thirteen whole years but don't have the slightest memory of them? I can't believe it either. Sometimes I wonder why I lost my childhood memories. What might've triggered my brain to lose all those files. I've spent the last five years in Harrison's orphanage for girls. You guessed it, I'm turning eighteen. I'm going to have to leave this place wether I want to or not. But where am I going? [this takes place in a parallel universe and is not meant to be 100% historically accurate]