"Damn," Chloe thought, mentally unstable. "Did I get into the vodka again?" She opened her eyes and saw herself as a baby. She was in a hospital room, two tall shadowy figures stood outside a window. They then walked away. Her parents had abbandoded her as a baby. She was put up for adoption, and sent to NYC to live with a foster family.
Next, there was a white room. She sat in it very young, needles surrounding her. "Don't worry sweetie." Said a doctor. "These will fix up those crazy psychic powers of yours. Say bye-bye to them." Next thing, blackness.
Chloe then walked down a hallway, age 10. She ran into a boy. "Uhh, sorry." he said. Chloe had liked him for some time. He liked her. That was when she finally met her ex. We all know why she'd regret that.
"A few times in my life I've had moments of absolute clarity. When for a few brief seconds, the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp and the world seems so fresh. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I've lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be."