The story has been passed from word to mouth and so forth until it had came upon me. Yet, there the words are faulty and seem to loose it's way. There was different versions of the story, ones that made no sense or others that seem mis-heard when it came buzzing around. The story starts with a book in a cabinet in my room. It had never been opened. The key was missing and the desk looked old while the lock shined as if made today. I had learned to pick at locks, open them and sucessfully do this within minutes. This lock had not opened for me until I had asked it politely.
The story would not make sense to anyone without some background information first. The information is boring and slow at first, let me reassure you that it will get good after a short time.
It begins with a family of 5, the pair of parents and three girls. Of course, we could say the littlest girl is the main character but as the books explained, she was not. The little girl's name was Zadora with bouncy blond curls and a plumpy face with rosy cheeks. (All there appearances are very important as you continue.) Though she is not the main character, she is the most important one. Because without her, nothing would have started.
She sits on her chair, next to her older sister. Not the oldest though, she is the middle child. Now Zenith who's hair contrast little Zadora. she with her hair pure shiny black that often seems blue and her eyes matching her little sister's. Her name, which means the highest point in our celestial sky and you shall know why later, should be a reminder that who gets to the top, falls the hardest.
Now only sits Zee. She is our main character. She towers over her sisters, being the oldest. She is not pretty as the other two. Her hair is artificial brown though as natural as a new born's hair. Her hair is long and has been to the middle of her back for quite some time. It had bothered her immensly that it doesn't grow. Had she known her prophercy, she would not be sitting down as she is.
Zee is often described as lacking beauty and needing makeup to highlight her features at this point. Most of these negative views are often in her handwritting. She is not the only testimonial though. This marks one of Zee's biggest change.Washington is her biggest change. Washington, New Hampshire only a few miles off the capital of the state, her hometown where she grew up attending a private Catholic school with all her sisters. It had sparked the needed rebellious spark in her that would have prepared her for her future when she was old enough.
This story does not according to plan. We shall get to that later, all in good time. But as time was being re-written and forced to make sense, her or shall I say, all of the girls', father had been sparking the courage for a purposal to move. Being a writer, he needed his muse and his wife could never have declined to her husband. Had it not been for the fact there mother was older and more pressure sentive to certain changes.
It was Zee who had flustered her way into the worst situation for herself had blurted out 'yes' to her father to move and from there, it seemed like a daydream. They were in Manchester one day and gone the next. This is all the background story we need to continue.
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