Unearthly Earth

The Book of Life

Tabitha’s P.O.V.

I shook the memory out of my head. My dad and I decided that letting Nina suffer wasn’t the answer. We stood by her holding her hands as they shut off her machine.

I let myself trail out of the hospital to the church where I now sit, in awe thinking of how Davin and Heidi welcomed Nina. Were they waiting on her at the gates? Did she recognize them right away? I wondered if she could walk again, if she was healed. I laid my head on my knees, rocking myself back and forth.

 I traced my fingers over the rocky surface of the steps. I remembered when we used to sit here on this very step, waiting for church to start. Our hair would be done all nice, and we'd have our Sunday dresses on. Everything I had was suddenly gone, slipped out of my hands. I couldn't control it either, and that's what sucked.

 Thunder roared its ugly head in the distance, and I popped my head out of memories and into reality. I had thought so much about how I wanted to join them, but I couldn’t do that to my parents’. I laid back on the step, looking at the pigeons on the rafters. I couldn't just sit here and dwell. I had to do something productive with my life.

 I sat up, and glanced back on the church that was once the center of my world, and I walked away. I wouldn't look back ever again. I trotted down the stony driveway that led to my house. I walked straight up to my bedroom, not a word or sound to anyone. I sat down on my bed and pulled out my diary. I began to write where I left off;

"We cannot change our past. We cannot change the fact that people act a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. Life is not a play. You cannot start all over again once it's begun. Your audience is waiting for you to make yourself standout. Leave the past behind you, and don't look back. Never look back, and remember. The past is ink. You can cross through it, but it cannot be erased."

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"Leave the past behind you, and don't look back. Never look back, and remember, the past is ink. You can cross through it, but it cannot be erased."

That sentence went through my head over and over. I sat on my bed, drifting off to sleep. I began to dream of my mom, who was currently missing.
I awoke again, looking at the clock. It was 3 a.m. I knew I wasn't going back to sleep, so I got out my journal and began to write again.
"Sometimes, things aren't fair. You will go through alot in life, but you have to be strong to make it through it. You have to keep your head up, if you put it down.. you'll run into something; like trouble for instance. And never give up, never ever give up, but when you feel like giving up; just remember why you held on for so long to begin with, and never be afraid to fall. Because the harder you fall.. well..the higher you bounce."

I smiled, happily, and jotted down one last thing before closing my journal.

"Life is a bicycle, to keep your balance, you have to keep moving."-Albert Einstein.