Strawberry Fields Forever (A Beatles Fanfiction)

Prologue

I pulled my blanket a little closer as I sat on the concrete floor at the entrance of the park. Every few minutes, or so it felt like, I'd run across the street to the small television and radio shop to see what time it was.

10:30 am.

Only 30 minutes before my brother had to be out of the house and at his first class. Some people would walk by and wonder why a teenage girl was sitting by herself on the floor outside with blankets. Most probably thought I was homeless. However, those who knew me, knew why I would do anything to stay out of the house and away from my brother as much as I could. Daniel would kill me if he knew I just sat here, he sends me to do errands for him every morning and I just come and sit at the park until he leaves. I mean, eventually I get around to it before he gets home, I have to. And when I don't, there's visible consequences.

My name is Michelle Deuvalle, and I live in Liverpool with my brother Daniel. We live right next to Strawberry Fields park and across the street from the main section of the town. You'd think that because of this I would know many people and have a happy life bustling with activity.

And you don't know how much it pains me to say I wish I could tell you that was true