Juliana woke up.
Happy.
Very happy.
She had a family that loved her.
And it was her birthday.
She was 10
She was surprised how quiet things were.
Maybe they were trying to surprise her with something?
Well, They never have before, but there's a first time for everything.
Right?
RIGHT?
Seriously, things were quiet.
Very quiet.
She looked around her room.
WHAT ON EARTH?
IT'S EMPTY!
SHE WAS ON THE FLOOR!
She ran through the halls.
Empty.
She checked the other rooms.
Empty.
Ok, Juliana, Do. Not. Freak. Out.
She yelled for her parents, "Mom? DAD? ANYONE? THE HOUSE IS EMPTY! I THINK WE WERE ROBBED!
No answer.
Ok, Creepy.
She went downstairs.
Empty, but she had that coming.
She looked down.
Oh thank goodness I'm not naked, She thought.
She checked the whole house.
Then she started to worry.
For real.
She looked, looked, looked, looked, and looked some more, but no life forms.
At all.
Oh no.
For the first time ever, since she was born, she cried.
Where was her family?
Did they take of?
We're they captured?
Did they really love her?
Was she doomed?
Suddenly, there was movement that shocked her out of her thoughts.
(That was the prolouge, Part one! Hope you liked it.
Juliana has a tough life you don't know about yet.
But I'll get to it.)
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Juliana, A Star Wars Story. (COMPLETED)
FanfictionJuliana Thompson. Jedi Knight of the rebellion. Force wielder like the galaxy has never seen, and never will. Her yellow blade shows she, like most yellow bladers, hides, but fights when needed. This is her story. She truly left her mark on the gala...
