INTRODUCTION
I am Katherine Morressi. I love space. I’ve loved it ever since that night.
I was floating around. Somewhere dark, cold, yet surprisingly I was drawn to it. I saw mixes of colors blast through the air, things shining brightly, and round objects slowly creeping through. I marveled at the magnificence of it all-the colors, the light, and the cold, addicting darkness. I realized all too soon I was in space. As soon as I did... the perfect world fell apart. Like a pastry, each piece crumbled off until all that was left was nothingness.....
I woke up. It had been a dream-an excellent dream I wanted to dream every night. The first thing I saw when I woke was the dark night sky-filled with lights and colour and awe... I realized right there I had to go to space. I had to go as quickly as possible.
I was 21, still young, still pretty. I might have a chance in getting out there. But how? I don’t think NASA just lets volunteers fly into space. I could send a form in but, that would still be volunteering, wouldn’t it? It took me a few weeks to decide what to do. In those few weeks, when I wasn’t working at the bakery I worked at, I was reading up on astronomy, or thinking. Those weeks seemed to last forever, they burn my memory. But my memory is already scarred. Ive gone through many things, I dislike to talk of them. Perhaps you would like ot hear how I was during those few weeks instead of me dribbling on like this? That would be more enjoyable.
Chapter 1
WEEK 1
A large bread order at the bakery. I baked all the bread and delivered it, but the whole time I was thinking about the dreams I had and space. It was so interesting, why hadn’t I liked it before? For somereason, now it stuck in my mind. Strange. Anyhow, after my work at the bakery, I went to the library and got three astrology books. “A new interest, I see, Katherine,” Ms. Smith, the librarian, said to me. I just muttered a small reply I forgot, I don’t even think Ms. Smith heard it. When I got home, I read some of one of the books.
The next day, I baked a cake and a few dozen cupcakes at the bakery. Then I went home and read the last of the book I read the last night and the beginning of a thicker one. I went to sleep early to dream more. Though I forgot the actual content of those dreams that had seemed so magnificent, I could remember them being amazing.
When I woke up, I woke up early and finished the book. At the bakery I baked a few hundred cookies shaped like planets and rockets. A few hundred because it was easy to do. Space themed because I think you get that I am obsessed with it. When I got home, I quickly read the last astrology book, which was thin. I then went on the computer and found an astrology website before going to bed.
Apparently, my cookies were a smash hit because they were all out. I baked some more, and then, because I was told to, made a cake with flowers (they weren’t even suitable for microgravity! I was quite mad.) Then I went home and went on the astrology website from last night, which turned out to be for trained astronauts, not newbies. Eventually, a few hours past the time I usually go to bed, I finally found an introductory to astrology. Pretty soon I could find three constolations from my window (it’s quite large.)
At the bakery, I got victory with a day old flower cake. I took the cake home for some food, as I had been eating light meals with my slight obsession, and baked a moon cake. Before putting it on the shelf, I blew it a kiss and said “I’ll see you in person one day.... hopefully.” Gary, my coworker, caught me in the act and asked what the heck I was doing.
“Just a new interest,” I said-sort of stretching the truth. At home, I was devoted to finding a way to get into space-with no luck. I ate a slice of cake sadly.
