Jolting awake, my hair falls carelessly onto my face. My breathing remains ragged and anxious as I think back to my dream from moments before. My family stands in front of me, all with grim expressions laid upon their faces. They want nothing to do with me. They don't care.
Pulling the guitar out from the corner of my room, I hum the tune to the only song that has really helped me to feel close to my father. "We build our own constellations," I mumble.
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Chasing Rainbows
Teen FictionLarkin Katherine Walker has lived a long, tragic life. At the age of twenty, the past five years have slipped by without her living them at all. So what is she going to do about it? After all, going after happiness is like chasing a fucking rainbow...
