*•*Prologue*•*
I walked down the empty streets of the small town I have decided to call my home. It's early in the morning so no one else is up, probably for the best because I don't think I could handle being able to see all the people who can't see me.
Oh well you're probably wondering what's going on so let me fill you in a bit. My name is Emily Sparks and I've been dead for over 200 years now.
I was 17 when I died. The way I died is probably the only thing I can remember from my past life as a human.
*•*Flashback*•*
"Emily! You're going in to far, it gets too deep out there, come back in!" My mother called from the picnic blanket.
But I had no intention if turning around, I was having great fun just swimming and not having a single care in the world. So I pretended not to get her.
I seen some boys my age on the riverbank diving off of a boulder so I decided to go join them. I snuck off while my mother was preparing lunch.
When I came over they were all yelling. And laughing. Then they saw me.
You see I wasn't exactly the most popular or well known in our small town.
"Hi." I said awkwardly. "Do you -uh- think I could... Join you?"
I stood there pretending to pick at my finger nails while they were talking amongst themselves in hushed tones, talking about me obviously.
"Uh... Yeah. I guess so." The tallest boy shrugged. The others snickered behind him. They probably thought because of a girl I couldn't do it. But I was a very stubborn girl and refused to let them get the satisfaction of me "chickening out".
I made my way up to the top of the rock and curled my toes around the edge. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and jumped.
For about three seconds I was suspended in the air, waiting for the plunge into cool water below, but I wasn't expecting what happened next.
In the last second I opened my eyes, expecting to see the deep water below me but instead I was met with a sharp edge of the rock.
And that's all I remember before I died.
*•*Flashback Over*•*
People were starting to wake up and I didn't want to face the fact that people couldn't see me at all so I did what I did every morning-I ran away.
I ran and ran until my lungs burned, begging for oxygen. Just because I was immortal doesn't mean I don't have to breath. I probably should have just flown away but I'm still not vey good at controlling it yet... Or landing... Or taking off. I'm not sure why I was chosen to be immortal all I remember is waking up with all this information I don't remember learning.
I knew that I was immortal, I could fly, and that my job was to control the stars and constellations to make sure they align every night, but what I don't know is what my powers are. I know I have them but I need to find them. it's been 200 years and I've almost given up.
No one has ever been able to see me except one person. But I haven't seen him in 20 years. I could tell he was immortal like me because almost as soon as we became acquainted he flew away.
I've been alone ever since.
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*•*Author's Note*•*
This is my second story on wattpad and I'm working on both at the same time so I don't know how well it's going to work out but I'm going to try and update at least once every two days! yay!
-Stargirl3012
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The Starkeeper
Teen FictionEmily Sparks has been around for a long time. When she was alive she marvelled at the stars and constellations that lit up the sky at night. She was fascinated by the science behind it and knowing how far away and how bright the stars were exactly...