I just finished writing my novella Andrea's Star, which I had started during NaNoWriMo. I would love to give y'all a synopsis, but so far what I've got is: "Its about a girl and her family." Yeah, still working on building those synopsis skills. I'll write one eventually.
Anyway, here are some unedited pieces of the story:
"Katie, I tired, I really tried."
But he should have tried harder. Andrea could have gotten hurt. I got hurt. Daddy should have been there. He should have kept me from those men, but he hadn’t. He had just sighed and let them take me, like it was no big deal.
Well, nothing like this was ever going to happen to Andrea. I would make sure of it.
Daddy left. I watched Andrea play with my toys. I would protect her. She would never get hurt.
But that keep I just kept staring at my pink cast, wondering if my arm would always be broken.
“Just like all those years ago, you let us get hurt!” Images faded together, forming one fuel for the pain I was feeling.
“Lower your voice.” His was authoritative, but I didn’t pay attention. He reached out twords me.
“Don’t touch me!” I screamed “Just stay away. I never asked for you to come back in our lifes. Just stay away from both of us!”
"Grandad would have known what to do." I whispered, holding the ring with both hands.
He would have been so sad that I didn't talk to dad. He would have helped me find sense in all this mess. He would have known how to trust.
I slipped the ring onto my thumb, letting it hang loosely, the string dangling into space.
Granddad would have told me trust.
I spun the ring slowly. It was so comforting in face of all the problems I could not touch.