Destiny by Sarah Leeke (reading like a writer txt) 📕

Destiny

Sarah Leeke

Dedicated to Nicol Kowalska, my best friend for all of eternity.

Prologue

I looked up at the stars, and I saw my life reflected in those little tiny flecks of light. The pattern, the way they grew and shrink constantly... and the part where the line of twinkling light splits into two. That was one of the hardest moments of my life. I went one way, and everyone else went in the other direction.
Nearly

everyone, that is.
I had two more people left at that point. My brother Brendan, and my best friend in the whole wide world Faith. At that point, I was pretty sure that nothing else was going to happen - that absolutely nothing more could go wrong.
I was completely wrong.
When I looked across the star line, I could make it to the point I was at now. And then... nothing. I didn't understand it, but my line just... stopped.
Maybe my life would too.
I knew I shouldn't have thought like that. I was just making it all up. Well, not the real bit, about my life, but the stars weren't a perfect representation of my life, my past, my future

.
Or were they?

Chapter One

I woke to the sound of laughter. A boy's, and a familiar one at that. Brendan. After a quick wash, I headed downstairs to see what all the fuss was about. It was simply incredible.
Everything was green

.
The whole room was bathed in a green and yellow hue. I burst out laughing when I saw Patch the dog toddle past, fur now a thick purple. The ceiling was green. The walls were green. The windows were green. Even the TV screen was green. Patch was a beacon of purple in a sea of green

.
When Mum waded into room, she didn't get angry. She wasn't even slightly cross, nor was she worried about what the colours were made of. She just started to laugh her head off, just like me.
We stood in that room of green (and purple) for hours, laughing and giggling until the giddy feeling wore off. We didn't clean that room for a week. We just left it there, a temporary monument to Brendan's silly prank.
It was the last thing we ever did with Mum.

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It's not Mum's fault that she had to leave us. It was completely out of her control. Something happened to her. I didn't understand it at the time, but after a while I started looking for things. Things to tell what did

happen.

Publication Date: 06-20-2011

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