Meet Amelia, a girl who had no idea that she would be drawn back to the past in order to fix her future. A little girl from California, just wanting to fit in despite the odds around her. When her mother died, she was devastated. There was no other option than to live with her father who as gradually becoming a thorn in her flesh and that eventually led to the circumstances that killed her. As if she has not been through enough and death was the best punishment she could have asked for, she reunites with her mother in a bardo state and instead of her mother allowing them to spend some time together, she decides to send her to another time and age to break a family's curse that she didn't knew existed leaving her with a necklace that can either make or mar her. She has a past she dreads going back, a future she can't envision and worse of all, a present she cannot cope with. So what will she do when she finds herself being reborn in the past and given a chance to save her future and that of the world? Will she back down because she already hates her very own existence or will she fight for the generation yet to be born?
View MoreAmanda's POVI went with Rebecca to her room and that was where I saw my mother. She was talking to Becky's parents. When I walked in they turned to me and Mrs. Jail was the first to speak. "I thought you went to get your mom. She has been here for a very long time and we did not see you. What happened?""Well I went to the parking lot to call her just like I said I would but on getting there,I did not see her. So I started heading back to the room hoping that she was already here and that was when I ran into this friend of mine. We talked for a while and I sort of lost track of time. I am really sorry.""Oh that's okay. Becky isn't back yet so we are just waiting for her." My mom told me. I was in a rush to get back home so that I could sneak out to go see Samantha. I knew that would be difficult if we did not get back home on time. Mom always checked up on me before she went to sleep and she did not have a particular time so it was hard to keep tabs on her when it came to that. "Mo
Amelia's POVThe sunset has always been a marvelous sight to behold. I sat outside the four walls of my hospital room and looked at the view that threatened to take my breath away. It brought back memories of when I would lie on the grass and listen to my mom talk about her youthful age to me. I miss those little conversations we used to have. Thinking about her brought a tear to my eye and I almost did not notice the pale woman walking towards me. She fell to the ground where I was sitting,looked up at me and started a conversation. "So where are you from?"From her voice,it was clear that she was critically ill. It sounded forced and tiring.I did not want to appear rude so I answered. "California.""Wow,I hear it's really sunny up there. I even heard that sometimes you guys just brust into flames." She tried to laugh at her joke but she ended up coughing instead. It won't look good on me if this woman was to faint while talking to me,so I offered to take her back to her room."Oka
Amelia's POVI left Amanda and started creeping towards the blood samples section. When I got there,I saw that the were a lot of blood samples there. I picked one of the bottle up,turned it around and that's when I saw the ID number and name written on a tag and attached to the bottle. I knew at that point that finding mine would be easy. I looked over and saw that the man was still too occupied with his work to care.I was so nervous that I may be caught to the extent that my hands were shaking and I was breathing through my mouth.I tried to silently go about my business of finding my blood sample and I didn't fail completely at it.I must have picked over a hundred bottles before I finally saw my blood sample. At first before I came here,I just wanted to hang around and maybe steal the test results that will come out of it but after seeing Amanda here,I had a totally new plan. I did not believe for one second that she just came here to see if her friend really had a urine test done.
Amanda's POVAfter the information I got from my research at the library,I knew that something was definitely up with Rebecca. I just had to find out if what I was thinking was really true. And if it was,then Rebecca has got some explaining to do. The best way I had to find out if she really was another person was to first get that blood sample to undergo a DNA test. I knew a girl that could take of running the DNA test,I just needed to get the blood sample.I first needed to get out of this room. But with Rebecca staring at me like that,I knew I had my work cut out for me. She just kept looking at me. Maybe she suspected that I knew something but the is no way she could know exactly what it was. I just had to keep my suspicions to myself first. I didn't have to tell anyone about it. That way,no one will tell her anything."So Amanda,where is your mother?" Mrs. Jail asked."Oh she will be here any second now. She just wanted to find a good parking space" I answered."Well,I think I ne
Amelia's POVI woke up to the blinding lights coming from the unprotected florescent blub in my room. I stopped the rays from entering my eyes by raising my hand to block it. I got a headache when I did that. Moving became difficult,it was as if paralysis has from no where taken full grip of my entire body. I tried calling on the nurses but I had also lost my voice for some reasons. I felt really strange,just then I saw a bunch of people coming into the room,they looked like zombies and they all had a weapon with them. Some had axe,some knifes,some cutlasses,some shovel. They all came at me with something that would definitely kill me if they wanted it to. I tried once again to get up or even shout for help but it still did not work. They were still coming at me with angry faces and a dangerous weapon. In the middle of these zombies,I saw my past self(that is Amelia) and my mother. They ran towards me and for a second I thought they were going to help me out. But my past self opened
While Dad was carrying me to the car,all I felt was numbness. I could not even begin to fathom what the next few days would be like. When will it start? How will it happen? Who will survive and who will not? These and many more questions were running through my mind. But the most important one that I had always tried to deviate from is "will I even help them get through this?" I was so angry at my mother for doing this to me and somehow I felt that if I actually helped this family through this crisis,that I may be supporting the decision she took and I was not in support of such absurd decision in anyway. I tried to keep calm and not think about the pain she put me through for so long. But now that I know that this is an inevitable situation that I have found myself in because of her,I could not help but freak out. As I continued to think about it,the feeling of numbness soon paved way for the drowning feeling of anger to wash over me. I was so angry at everyone and everything. Why d
I could not feel anything apart from the gush of wind that graze through my skin as I ran. My mind was playing out a lot of scenarios,most of them were very frightening. I had to stop Amanda from getting that necklace,I just had to. I thought of how I could reach her faster and I remembered the slight technology that this generation had: a cell phone.I was almost out of breath when I drew myself to a halt. The earth was spinning rapidly round me so I took a few seconds to get my stability back. When I had calm down a bit,I reached into my pocket and luckily for me,the phone was there. I sent a call through to her resident line and no one picked it up. I then called her personal number and still,no one picked. "Fuck!" I cursed,almost throwing the phone away. I thought to myself,"well that's two minutes wasted." And I started running again. I didn't stop running till I got to the bus stop. But for some reasons,the bus was going slower than I had expected and that was the moment mom de
After dad had left, I put my head down onto my pillow. Due to the fact that I had not been sleeping well for the past few weeks,I slept off immediately. I must have slipped into a dream world because I can remember vividly that my room does not have crystals lights that blinds me every time I open my eyes. I held my hands up to protect the rays from directly penetrating into my eyes. The ground I was lying on was soft and when I ran my hands through it,it turned out to be white fur. The entire environment was white,even the attire I had on was white. I finally stood up,I looked around and I saw absolutely nothing. I forced my numb legs to start moving,I had walked for some minutes and I still did not see anything. In a place that was totally white,I wondered how the sun managed to be so hot.I was sweating and really thirsty. I looked back and forth and I still didn't see anything. I decided to sit still and try to get myself to wake up. It didn't work though and when I opened my eye
I kept thinking of the girl I saw as I moved into my room. She had a look on her face,a look that I'm way too familiar with. She was sad, broken and frustrated. And I have been there before,I just wondered why she would not allow me talk to her. Maybe just be her friend. Still, who was I to judge? I lied to Sandra and I considered her my friend yet I expected this strange girl to open up to me as if we were sisters. I didn't blame the girl one bit for wanting to protect her privacy, I couldn't do anything but pray that it was not her own father that is molesting her. The feeling of helplessness washed over me. I knew that I would slip into a bottomless pit if I didn't get my mind off it. So I jumped on my bed to take a little nap. Just then dad came walking in. "Hey sweetheart, you asleep yet?" "No, was just about to. Why, what's up?" I sat up and replied. "Oh it's nothing,just wanted us to have that talk." "Come on, I just want to rest and what happened to your friend Frank?" "F
It was a beautiful July morning. The air was silent,the birds sang a symphony and the trees coated with soothing colurs swayed to the rhythm. While I sat down on the pavement,I saw a little girl. Despite the heat of the scorching sun,she still managed to ride her pink bike with a smile on her face ringing her bell with much enthusiasm. It was hard to not smile at her. It gave me a slither of hope that there is still happiness in the world. It went with her and my eyes darted to see my father packing our things to the front lawn. I didn't want to leave California seeing as it was the only connection I had to my mother, well that and the lovely crescent necklace she gave me before she passed on. The events that led to her passing are still as clear in my mind as if it happened yesterday. "Dad watch out!!!" I screamed as I saw a bus heading directly towards us. Dad was too occupied with shouting at my mother for not making lasagna as he wanted,to see the incoming vehicle. ...
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