May 16, 2015
Dear Journal,
I almost thought she came back tonight. I thought I saw her floating into my room at the usual time to share her latest dream with me. How she was no longer being chased. How there were no longer any shadows in her world.
I thought I heard her speaking of all of the hidden places she can explore now and how free she is to fly and to soar and to be unreachable. I thought I heard her describe the surface of the sky against her fingers and the sting of the sun against her toes. The way she'll rearrange the constellations so that every time the sun abandons me, I'll still be covered by a force field of blinking starlight.
YOU ARE READING
Amber
Teen FictionThe Austins moved to Oak Creek Indiana to escape reminders of a family tragedy. To forget their past. For the first time in her sixteen years, Hailey Austin is without a sibling. Haunted by the memory of a sister she can never recover and a death sh...
