1 PROLOGUE

As the birds chirped, I slowly opened my eyes. Sitting on my bed, I looked out the window. Another day had just began, and the sunlight came in through the window in a beautiful shade of yellow.

" I can't wait to see who come today!" I said to myself excitedly. I went to the bathroom and take a bath, after changing clothes, I made my way to the kitchen and made myself a slice of bread with some jam. As I ate the bread, I opened an dark oak door carved beautifully to a shape of a hut.

I closed the door behind me and walked into a room full of mirrors, it was, except the mirrors didn't reflect myself, they reflect a family, who just made their way in the house. "It's so beautiful dad!" a little girl who came with the family said in awe. "I know Amber, we'll stay here for one night" a tall man with black hair answer, 'looks like her dad' I thought. The family start unpacking, the girl called Amber ran into a bedroom, which looks exactly like mine. "I want to sleep here!" she said, " Okay then sweety, me and your dad will sleep in the other bedroom" a woman who seems to be her mother answer. Amber pull out a small pink book from her bag, and also took out a pen. She start to wrote on it, "It must be a diary" I said to myself. I examined her, she looks about 10, with a long blonde hair and brown eyes, she's wearing a casual shirt and grey trousers. " You're beautiful" I said, she didn't seems to be bothered. I let out a sigh, 'Of course she can't hear you Zoey' I whispered to myself, annoyed.

It's been about 4 years since I trapped in this house, I woke up under a huge tree on the hill outside the house, not remembering anything except my name and age, when I got in the house, I found a door which led me into a room full of mirrors, and different people came in everyday, looks like the house is rented, they can't see me nor hear me, but I can see them through every mirror in the house. I've tried to get out from the house but there seems like a barrier outside the house, which push me away everytime I tried to pass it. The only place I can visit outside the house is the huge tree where I first woke up. But little did I know my life will change in a short time. My name is Zoey Miller, I'm 14 years old, and this is my story...