Hanging By A Thread

Eden Irey could gaze up at the stars forever, losing herself each time she did within time and space. Her eyes would dart across the room to where the lightning would crack outside her bedroom window, making her skin glow with every strike that could reach inside. She loved the night, because that was the time when she knew that nothing was for certain. You couldn't predict exactly when the thunder would roar at any given moment, and you couldn't say for sure that the stars would be visible each night. However, the darkness and the uncertainty that came with it used to scare her, terrify her even, but then she realized something- things can not, and will not, always be in her control, so she just has to let it be. So she decided to let the lightning strike outside of her bedroom window, the stars appear on the random nights that they did, and she let her life continue with all of it's ups and downs.