Intro

The opeing to a story

Me? I died when I was born, a stillborn child, almost as if I was never born at all. My mother? She died giving birth to me. My father? Forever mourning the loss of his beloved wife, Lottie Ann. But not me. Never me. Why? Not from a lack of love, but from my own lack of death. Born dead, i did not stay dead. A day later, by some unknown force, i awoke from my supposed eternal slumber. I am Scarllette Gail, and this, this is my life, or lack thereof.