The perfect life - that's what everyone said that I had. Honestly, it's the truth. I did have the perfect life.

First, let me tell you about my perfect family. Unlike most families, we actually get along. My mom and dad really love each other and they tell one another that everyday. They had a storybook kind of romance. My mother's parents had selected a guy for her to marry, but she disobeyed them and married my father. She always told me that love was the most important thing in the world.

I also have an older brother. He doesn't live with us anymore, but when he did, I got along great with him. He was always very protective of me, but I liked it that way. Everyone knew not to mess with me or they would get the crap kicked out of them by my brother.

Then there was the fact that my family was wealthy. I'm not trying to brag by saying that. That's just another reason why people thought I had a perfect life. We had a large house with everything a person could ask for. I went to a private school (which I'm about to go into my senior year in.) My parents promised to buy me a car as soon as I got my license.

Now, I'm not going to lie. I think I'm pretty good looking. I got long, straight brown hair, blue eyes, about 5'5" tall, and weigh about 125 lbs. I got the type of body that guys look for - curvy, nice ass, and decent sized boobs.

Everything else about me is good, too. I get good grades in school. (And I earn them. I don't cheat.) I also have a lot of friends. I don't have a boyfriend, but that's my choice. I'm not ready for commitment.

I had the greatest life any 17 year old could ask for. What's that saying? Once on top, the only way to go is down. I always hated that saying. It always creeped me out for some reason. Then, one night, I gained a reason to hate that saying. One night changed my life.

As you read this, you're going to want to slap me at some points. I realize now that I deserved to get slapped after some of the things that I did. It was scary to write all of this down. I mean, these things that happened, these things were my life. That's all I kept on thinking while I was writing it. This was my life and actions. My life.

A/N - I know the prologue is kind of short, but it's pretty good. Chapter 1 is up already, so please continue reading. Oh, and before I forget, please, please review!! ~*Danielle*~