Prologue- 00
TAMMY BRANNET SAT ON a cloud of laziness.
Her eyes remained glued to her laptop, a laptop that sat on her lap, legs that were sprawled across her duvet; all perceived by a mind that was a million miles away.
Her room sat beneath a blanket of darkness, its only source of light being the soft glow of her screen. Outside her quiet solitude, the stars twinkled against their onyx backdrop, the wind tapped her window pane and calamity trickled from her ceiling.
For the first time in a long time, Tammy Brannet was content.
The pictures before her eyes washed from her mind as soon as they flashed onto her screen. The airheaded characters she had grown to love chatted aimlessly in her ears. To an outsider, she was an accurate depiction of an average teenage girl, binge watching the latest show at 2 AM on a Saturday morning. But it was her hands that gave her away.
They were the hands of a man hiding a ring behind his back, anxiously ticking the seconds until it was time to pop the question. They were the hands of a guilty defendant, awaiting their verdict, seeing if they'd gotten away with all they did wrong. However, most importantly, these were the hands of a teenage girl thinking about life.
There were things that Tammy Brannet knew were definite; for one, her life had truly begun at the ripe age of 7. To her, each year preceding that accursed one was as useless as having a white crayon without black paper. The second thing she knew was that her had life ended when she was 13 years old.
Not literally of course. Still, she breathed and tasted and smelled and saw and heard, as well as every insignificant action in between.
She liked to think she had died four years ago; because on Tuesday the 5th September 2012 at 12:01 AM, Tammy Brannet had vanished. She couldn't explain it, nor could she herself fathom it- but it was the cold, hard truth. It was the cold hard truth that she had grown to love, cherish and accept, because at the end of it all, it didn't really matter. The real Tammy Brannet was a ghost.
"It's okay," she whispered softly to herself, breaking the swell of silence.
But it was never enough. Words were never enough; especially the ones that were uttered by her. Especially the ones that weren't true.
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Hiya guys! Hope you enjoyed :) this is supposed to be a kind of rewritten version of The 365 Days of Us. Dedicated to @alienhands for the amazing cover c:
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Kendra
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