The hope is lost. After the ship destroyed we are all dead. Not one left to tell our story of what happened. I at least I thought anyway until I met the hope. The only hope the world have if we wanted to truly live again.
.............One year earlier.................
I was on a plane going to NASA on work and Sitting beside a older lady who smelt of cats and flowers. I looked over to see her eyes wore shut. Sleeping a restful sleep not caring about what was going on around her. I turned my head back to face the seat in front of me. I looked up and realized that the seat belt sign had turned off. Quickly I undid mine and stood up and strolled off in the direction of the bathroom. As my green eyes scanned everyone in the seats I realized that most people would in a deep sleep. Others on there phones, But then I saw the weirdest thing a kid at least 7 years younger then myself and was maybe 13 with golden hair, bright blue eyes and a skinny face. The girl had much beauty. She looked like a picture the only thing wrong about the picture was the thing she was holding. It was some sorta box only with something like really thin cardboard. It also was open and had different flat page like things. And had words spread across the page. It remained me of something I saw on my history tablet. What did they call it again oh ya a book! A shock my head and keep waking towards the washroom sign.
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This is just a taste of the begging. I hope u all keep reading and I will post the next part as soon as I can! thanks!!
~Tess
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The House of Books
General FictionThis is just a few words on a app that can either change the future or destroy it. There's one question there will only be. That question... Is there hope? Read to find out!
