A Homecoming to Forget-(Sample)

Chapter 1

I was found on a riverbank at eleven on a Monday morning in October. I was wearing the maroon dress I wore to homecoming that Saturday night before.

The tiara sat on my dresser. I stared at it every day. I needed to find the girl who wore that tiara. Because, I didn't know the girl that put the crown on her head, anticipating a magical night with her boyfriend. A night that she'd always remember.

Yet, it was a night I had forgotten.

I didn't remember getting ready for the dance. A dance where I was a seventeen-year-old homecoming queen, a senior in high school, and my boyfriend was my long-time crush. I may not have remembered that dance, but I remembered a dance.

A dance that took place three years earlier, freshman year homecoming. I wore a blue, long-sleeved, two-piece. the skirt was short, and it fanned out like an umbrella.

I went with Henry, just as friends, of course.

We were only fourteen. That was the last thing I remembered.

Apparently, a lot could happen in three years.

Including the fact that someone wanted me dead.