Vida Nova: Prologue

I got a second chance at life.I sat quietly at my seat, head down, my nose deep in a book. I was always that one quiet kid in class. You know, the one everyone tends to walk around because they just can't be bothered to attempt to start a conversation. I didn't have many distinguishing characteristics. Straight, shoulder-length, dark brown hair, always in a pony tail. A pale complexion. I was of average height, not overly tall, but not quite petite. I wore blue-rimmed glasses that slipped down my nose. I always donned a simple attire composed of blue jeans and a green hoodie. The only thing about me that stood out were my eyes. My eyes were a brilliant bright green. A radiant green so rich in color that they looked like emeralds, as deep as the ocean itself. When I was young my dad used to always make remarks on my eyes. He'd say when I looked at somebody it was as if I not only saw their body, but also their soul, almost as if I was looking in another world within them. "Just like your mom." He'd always say.
I froze. I stopped blinking, stopped thinking, stopped breathing. Everything. Just. Froze.