Chapter 1
The
stars twinkled in their burning state, against their black backdrop. As I lay in the cool, dewy grass, I realized something. I was alone. I truly was alone. Joanna Dean was a loner.I sucked in a breath, and closed my eyes. No matter how many people I surrounded myself with, still an empty space dwelled in my heart. I didn’t have it “all” like the others whispered. What was there to have, when all you had was: pink gloss and eyeliner to paint over the truth.
In truth I had always known this fact. Always. But, I had never chosen to acknowledge it. The pink gloss and eyeliner had been a temporary relief. A high that would end sooner or later.
In my state of silence and my newly discovered loneliness, I hadn’t noticed the lights in my previously dark house flicker on. A slurred, shrill voice cut through my serene state yelling to get inside. But I ignored it. Tonight the the stars and night sky shall be my sheets, just as the dewy grass shall be my mattress.
