Destined To Be Brave

Prologue

She was running. The dream was always to live her purpose. So she ran. Not just in a slow pace, but in a pace most people could not keep up. 

She would stop. Of course, she is only human. 

She would take a break and breath. Take a walk and enjoy the view. 

But she was always running. Ibbie Xanders is a force to be reckoned with and nothing will stop her from doing what gave her purpose in life. Even if she would end up alone. 

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He walked through life like it was in slow motion. Nothing passed by that was too fast and nothing was worth chasing. 

He would run of course, for things and people he loved. But other than that? He would walk, late for work? Walk. Late for a birthday party? Walk. 

Keaton Bezos a laid back young man walking in a life full of deadlines and heart-pacing situations. But nothing would make him move, no one would be enough...or so he thought. 

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January 4 (Year Unknown)

There was something about staring at the trees move as you hear the wind rustling through its leaves. Something hypnotizing. It creates this other dimension and you get so wrapped around it you forget your surrounding. 

I was on the balcony looking out to our backyard, and when I mean backyard I mean three hectares of land with untouched trees and maybe even a small river at the bottom. It's peaceful, if you didn't have problems in your head. And maybe heart. 

"We need some help around here! Any day now!?" Someone called out from a far. I could not hear. Or should I say, I decided not to listen to it. 

"WE NEED SOMEONE HERE!" Now that one, even if I didn't want to hear, my sense of hearing cannot not hear that. 

"I'm coming!" I said eventually, and when I mean eventually, I mean five minutes later which is like five minutes too long for my dad. "Well I'm glad you're finally here." Was his words before saying, "there are new campers that just arrived and your mom needs help." I knew they were arriving. 

"Dad, Izzie is already out there, even Iggy is. They don't need me." I needed all the help not to roll my eyes. "Yeah I know that but your mom said you also need to be there." I nodded turned around and released the biggest sigh in the century of sighs. 

I walked out of the kitchen and headed out to the garden where we received the guests. Even before I could open the door I could hear the cheeriness. My dull, un-cheery self just cringed inside and put a smile on my face. Think happy thoughts.

"Hello!" I said "cheerily", "I see you've met our farm dog." They were all fussing about Shana, our female momma dog. She's the best and she is getting loved up with all the belly rubs from the guests. I'm so glad she was such a nice icebreaker.

When I mean guests I mean, too much, they were five of them, oh wait, make that six, there's another dude who talks in an adorable way. They introduced themselves when mom walks in and asks them. 

So mom waves at me to come closer, "these are my daughters, the eldest Ibbie, - I wave- Iggy, the middle child - she also waves awkwardly - and of course the youngest Izzy." She does not only wave but also gives them a big smile that actually looks like she wants to play, which she probably does. Bless her beautiful friendly soul. 

"Wow you have unique names!" One of the guests said, I could only nod. I had zero energy for socializing. I looked away and breathed before facing them again, "Yeah parents wanted us to be standing out." I made air quotes with my fingers. They all laughed. "Not sure if that'll apply to me though." I gestured to my five feet tiny self. They laughed more. 

That was enough energy for me so I made a lame excuse that I needed to do some work. "I hope you have loads of fun in the camp! We even have a huge trampoline, do have many laughs on there. See you around." I gave them a full energetic smile that I mustered up with all my inner powers and left. 

You must be wondering where is that girl that supposed to be running for her dreams?

Dreamers never stop chasing their dreams. Most of them because they have fallen once, up to a point where they no longer want to stand and live. 

So they run, because they never want to return to that lowest place ever again. 

This was my lowest place. This day, this year, but. 

My marathon was yet to begin. 

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