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The why...
A chapter in the book Ghost
Epilogue
by Lea Tonin1
It's a strange feeling coming to the end of this book. A mixture of "not yet" and "it's done". I feel like I've written, as I have spent a lot of my life, stumbling around in the dark.
But...there is no stumbling.
There's just a girl inside those pages trying to stay alive.
I find myself taking a deep breaths regularily. I can do it now with some feeling of relief. That's the new part.
As a girl, my deep breaths came in fear.
It's funny the things we take for granted until it's not there or never experienced it.
Mysteries, questions, some answers....
Stuff of life....
*****************************
When I was growing up, we didn't have names, identities or the right to just be.
Like we weren't supposed to be born and using space not our own.
They made the best of it as they saw it.
We were used in almost every way possible and they considered us free slaves since they had to put up with us.
Oh, yes, I knew slavery. I knew the lay of the land and I knew the jailers too.
No personality or mistakes were allowed.
At best we were small automatons to do their bidding.
As for identity, that had to be earned.
I already knew what my name was....
GHOST
*****************************
That is not the end of her story.
Just the beginning of mine....
Join me again in Book 2
SPECTRE
It's a strange feeling coming to the end of this book. A mixture of "not yet" and "it's done". I feel like I've written, as I have spent a lot of my life, stumbling around in the dark.
But...there is no stumbling.
There's just a girl inside those pages trying to stay alive.
I find myself taking a deep breaths regularily. I can do it now with some feeling of relief. That's the new part.
As a girl, my deep breaths came in fear.
It's funny the things we take for granted until it's not there or never experienced it.
Mysteries, questions, some answers....
Stuff of life....
*****************************
When I was growing up, we didn't have names, identities or the right to just be.
Like we weren't supposed to be born and using space not our own.
They made the best of it as they saw it.
We were used in almost every way possible and they considered us free slaves since they had to put up with us.
Oh, yes, I knew slavery. I knew the lay of the land and I knew the jailers too.
No personality or mistakes were allowed.
At best we were small automatons to do their bidding.
As for identity, that had to be earned.
I already knew what my name was....
GHOST
*****************************
That is not the end of her story.
Just the beginning of mine....
Join me again in Book 2
SPECTRE
I want to take this time to thank everyone for reading along with me!
It was a difficult journey, both for the writer and the reader.
I clasp my hands together and bow to you all honored and humbled by all your amazing support!
Last but not least to Fanstory for providing the platform and the means in which to do so.
***Picture painted by Lea Tonin 2016***
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and 2 member cents. It was a difficult journey, both for the writer and the reader.
I clasp my hands together and bow to you all honored and humbled by all your amazing support!
Last but not least to Fanstory for providing the platform and the means in which to do so.
***Picture painted by Lea Tonin 2016***
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