Chapter 1
There are seven floors in my house, each one dedicated to a different aspect of my family's life. But the most fascinating floor is the basement where everything my family wishes to hide and bury goes. I've been in each floor, but the basement holds the most truth, the deep ugly secrets my family refuses to acknowledge, and some days I think I know more about my family and home then my mother, who was raised here does. The basement isn't off limits, for that would be far too suspicious, but it's an unspoken rule that nobody is to go in. But if it's unspoken, how am I supposed to know the rule exists? My mother and father would deeply wish that I spent more time on the seventh floor, a library filled with books and a glass ceiling, making it the perfect place to study to become an astronaut, just like them. I don't want that though, I want a life that isn't paved out for me, something that isn't dedicated to telling others what the world outside is like. Not that they would ever listen, they want me to go to the moon, touch the stars, and hopefully if they tried hard enough, get me to forget about the basement. Things are never that simple though, and they never will be though. I just need to find the right truth to prove that I'm ready to do something else. To prove I don't need to be like them. To prove I'm strong, to prove I can handle what they think I can't. To prove I am living just like them. And here's the thing, I won't hesitate to get my hands dirty if it means I can touch what I want, even for a second, because while the rest of my family is touching the stars, I'm touching the dirt, the ground, the earth. I'm Kara, and this is the untold story of the Haddock-Arsoneo family.
