It had been a month since Esther's parents had died, and life had only gotten more troubling. Her and her two little sisters had been living at the Pastor's house, who was becoming more and more like family to them, but it wasn't the same. It wasn't..
Home.
Then again home barely existed anymore. Home was now just a memory and something that she couldn't speak of at the moment. Her main focus for now was caring for her two sisters, school, and her job. Esther started attending therapy with her two younger sisters, but she couldn't force herself to talk; nobody could. So once again she remained crying from the inside.
But for now, she laid settled in the guest bedroom of the gorgeous Victorian home with both her sisters on either side. She glanced at her watch and it showed 4:20 am. Too early to wake on a Saturday morning. She looked at her sleeping sisters, so thankful she still had them, even though she was now more of a parent then a sister. Her youngest sister, Adah, was only 4. She didn't understand that mom and dad were now gone-she couldn't understand anything unhappy. The other sister, Maggie (short for Magdalene), was 8 and could understand more then Adah, but didn't fully understand the concept.
With her sisters being so young, she felt no choice but to take on the mom figure in their lives.
This meant no college..
No dreams..
No anything.
Angered, she grabbed her camera and silently crept out of the house. She ran through the back of the yard and into the prairie where she wiped away hot tears from her face. This wasn't fair, then again nothing in life was fair. All she felt like she had left were Adah, Maggie, and her camera which she had bought only last year. Her camera was her future and every time she held it she found hope. Hope in the big things, and hope in the small.
She bent down like a lion about to attack it's prey, and she held her camera to her eye and breathed in and snap! A picture clicked from beneath her finger and she didn't even bother with looking at the results today, she frankly didn't care.
She went about for a while snapping pictures in every direction and before she knew it, Adah was running towards the prairie in her little white nightgown.
"It must be 7." Esther thought to herself knowing that Adah always woke around this time.
"Essie, Essie! Where are youuu?" The little voice yelled and Esther couldn't help but close up her camera and give a little smile. She started walking out of the prairie and Adah ran up to her and hugged her leg.
Adah had always been small for her age. At 4 years old she was only 40 pounds. Her curly blonde hair bounced whenever she walked and her blue eyes shined bright to those who took the time to see.
"Essie today we go away!" The young child exclaimed. "Go away?" Esther asked picking her up in her arms. "Where are we going A?"
Right then the pastors wife came out of the house and then it hit Esther. Today was the day she'd be going to her new foster family. Great..
It was only because Pastor and his wife couldn't afford the 3 girls, but they had promised to constantly check on them.
As Esther walked up the steps, Pastor's wife hugged her tightly and said, "Let's go get you girls packed up, shall we?"
Esther nodded with tears in her eyes and climbed up the steps. This was going to be an adventure. Her life felt so big right now but she was so..small. She wiped away the forming tears and thought, "I should at least make the most out of it." And she felt a sense of peace overwhelm her, and she knew it was God calming her. So she eagerly started packing to meet her new family.

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Galaxies
General FictionEvery person has a story, and that story has legacy and meaning. Each person exists and doesn't, meaning they are here now and they never were. Each person is a star, and we're all just stars in this big Galaxy.