The smell of the fall breeze filled my nose as the wind blew my hair into a disheveled mess of gold. A blur of falling dead leaves land on the ground beneath me. I look up at the tree branches cutting open the grey sky. Exhaling slowly, I close my eyes. This is what I imagined death, blackness. Oblivion. Not a palace of light nor a world of flames. Just dark. Like sleeping without dreams.
I never used to think about death, but then again I never had to stare the Grim Reaper in the face before.
They tell me you have a say in what happens in your life, that there's no such thing as fate. But I believe fate played a role on the day I, Autumn Renea Collin, met Everest James Peters, my matching constellation.
You could look at my story as a love story, but I see it as one of truth.
So here's the truth.
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Constellation
Romance17 year old Autumn Renea Collin has a heart of gold. A heart that is dying, literally. Life appeared to be over, the fight had been lost until she met a boy, Everest. Everest James Peters has the thread and needle to stitch her together again. Altho...
