Why does fate hate me so much? Did I do something to personally piss her off, or was it just the luck of the draw? I thought to myself while standing in the middle of a field, not far from the highway. I really wasn't sure if fate was in fact a female, but in my imagination she was tall, blonde, and full of cheerleader spite. I could see her now, standing behind me laughing in her high pitched voice while her group of followers did the same at my expense. Whoever or whatever fate was, I couldn't be sure about. I did know one thing though. Fate had it out to get me. Not even the Gods would do anything to help at this point; their vendetta seemed to coincide with Fate's. I was in a lose/lose situation and as I stared at the corpse beneath my feet I began to feel a great force all around me....... it seemed my story had finally come to an end........ Or so I thought...... Haley Mills was a typical teenage girl with a not so typical teenage life. After a tragic accident she is forced to either go along with what Fate had planned for her, or fight tooth and nail to keep her life