Words Unspoken

Words Unspoken

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"Life sure does change...after you wake up dead." Fifteen year old Brianna Westley never dreamed of how hard it must be to accept a loved one's death. She lived in an Orphanage home for almost all of her life, and didn't like to stay in one place too long, for fear of remembering. But, that was before she met Ryan. She couldn't seem to shake him off...he just kept coming back. How hard was it to get this boy to leave her alone? She was in danger of falling for him. How could she lose someone else? But...then, of course, she finds out a harsh reality. Waking up alone was one thing, but to wake up dead was another. As hard as was to accept her beloved parents' car accident, this was unbearable. How did this happen? It couldn't be real. Brianna gained the solitude she had wanted, but faced the haunting, undeniable fact that she was alone. Dead. And she knew who killed her...
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"Born again, are you all dreaming? Wake up! Nicodemus was right! There's no way you can be born again! We're all already here, we were born! Now, we're gonna die! It's as simple as that." My face was hot and my hands were shaking. We're all gonna die... I pushed the memory back and shook my head, eyes angry and staring down the pastor. "Jesus fed his disciples and all the people around him a whole bunch of crap and they ate it." "Naomi!" "He didn't know what he was talking about because fictional characters in a story never do. They say the lines their authors give them because it's their job to. They don't exist. He never existed. You all should realize that sooner or later instead of wasting your time here, it's screwing with your minds." A pin could have dropped from the top floor and we would all hear it. "Then why don't you just leave." The cold words plummeted against my chest as quickly as they came. That was the pin drop, the end to all the excitement, but not. My heart hammered against my rib cage as the voice echoed through my ears, playing over and over. His words, they were insulting, they hurt, but I didn't show it. I turned and faced him and his eyes remained indifferent towards me. I froze in my seat. They were once this bright hazel, but they seemed darker now, furious. "If you feel that way, then leave." He spat. His jaw clicked at the end of his sentence. "Take your opinions, take your anger, take your indignant heart, and leave this church." ~~~ It never occurred to Naomi that He could have been real, that maybe a life of emotional hardship was the plan for her all along. If it had occurred, she never accepted the thought. She never accepted anything, but Carter. What was life? What was love? What was pain? What was happiness? What is God? Read the story of a broken girl who finds the truth through love.

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