Succor

I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth, now I eat with a plastic spork.

In the valleys of southern California, a family has died recently. The Rosdahl's. The two parents have lived on a mansion atop one of the hills. They also have a daughter. The mother, a fine arts college professor, has taught this daughter in her skills in art since she was born. The father, has also dabbled in art, but works as a pediatric surgeon. They have a daughter, named Hazel Anya Rosdahl. A fine young girl, dark hair and and light eyes and of a thin, petite frame. Everyone knew her as Rosdahl's daughter.

One question is remaining. A Christmas not to long ago, there was a an accident. The parents left their daughter alone after an accident. The parents are not found, but the daughter is left. She doesn't remember what happened, and has a mysterious scar. She is going on a adventure, trying to find out how they died, what happened, and her feelings for the new hot guy in the class.

This is her story.

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Author notes

I would seriously check out any song/ reference to any entertainment. They are all awesome.

While writing, I've found myself listening to certain music while writing, almost called a theme? So far I have two= Symphonic Slam's Hunter, and Mike Oldfield's Voyager. Check em out.

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