Amber

Amber laid softly on the king sized bed. Her beautiful cerulean eyes were gently closed, as her dark midnight colored hair was set loose behind her head. You could tell when she took each and every breath, by the way her chest contracted. Her small hands were curled right by the side of her ears. Even her legs were simply crossed giving her as much satisfaction as her cool sheets. Finally, Amber had some time to catch up on her sleep. This past week was full of confusion, curiosity, and supernatural experiences…even situations where she was fortunate she came out of alive. In just 7 days, her life changed drastically. And all this was when she met a boy named Tristan at a bar…