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Connected to Eden


By: Gabrielle Poor
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Chapter 1
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I sat there in my living room , my mom was in her room

looking for something, though I had no idea what. While I sat after church

watching TV and studying for the finals which would start the next

morning. Aah, sunday! How come it can’t be everyday? Mom obviously found

what she was looking for because I didn’t hear the sound of about 700

drawers opening, shutting and falling on toes . Then I heard the door

shut, and my mom walked in and sat down on the couch and said "What are

you watching?"

" Aw, nothing, you know that nothing’s ever on TV on sunday. So Mom, how

long is that race going to be on?"I asked turning the TV off.

" Until 7:00 I think he said. But , there’s something I need to talk

to you about."

" What is it? A-are we going to move?" I managed to say .

" No, nothing like that. There’s something your father and I have

never told you. When you were born God sent us a message , that when you

turned 18, I would give you this ." My mom uncurled her fingers and

dropped a gold locket into my hand . There was a rose made of rubies and

the stem was made of emeralds.

" Why would god want me to have this?" I said very confused. I opened

the locket and a beam of light shot out and filled the room . I saw images

of healthy trees covered in the most beautiful fruit.

" God made you to do great things. All you have to do is trust and

he’ll be your strength. That's all I know about why he picked you." She

said.

"So, what do I do with it?"I asked.

"You have a hard road ahead of you. You will have to toss it into a fiery

pit, I don’t know where ."

"Why do I have to throw it into a pit?"

"God said the world was so sinful that the shock from a perfect world

would kill everyone." Mom explained.

"So I will get all the help I need right?" I asked.

"Yes. Just trust in God and I’m not promising you will never have any

problems but god will help you to get through it."

Mom answered.

I went to bed that night and I couldn’t sleep. I Just kept going back

to that picture of my mom’s face as she explained the mission I had been

called to. Finally, I found sleep.

Chapter 2


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Monday morning I woke up and got into my car and drove to the High

School. I drove to the student parking lot and I parked it and got out my

backpack and started down the path to the fountain in the courtyard. I

walked over to the doors and my cell phone started ringing. It was my

boyfriend, Josh, calling on the way to his college.

"Hey, Gabrielle. How was your weekend?"Josh said as I walked to my locker.

"It was fine" I said , smiling up at the picture of the two of us that

was taped to my locker door. I opened my locker and looked into the

mirror I had glued into the door. I moved my collar out of the way and I

saw the locket. Suddenly the feelings I got when I first opened the locket

returned in all its original vividness . I tried very hard to turn my face

away from the mirror, but my gaze was fixed on the tiny ruby and emerald

rose. Finally, I was able to break the hold it had on me. I grabbed all of

my books and turned to head to class.

"So, how much did you study for the finals?" he asked.

"I’ve been studying solid from last month except for when I went to

church. I didn’t do too well on the last final. So how’s college?"I said.

"Great, but I miss not seeing you all day." Josh said.

Moments such as these make me remember 7th grade and all the people who used to tease me.

Now I’ve changed from when I was 13, I have a hot boyfriend who is not an

idiot like my boyfriend in 6th grade was. And I don’t even have many problems with my brother and sister.

We hung up and I went to my first class and sat down next to my

friend, Sierra. It was my favorite class, Art. I had passed this final

with a perfect score all three semesters. I sat down and I was gone, fully

absorbed in my drawing. At the end of class, I looked over and I saw three

girls clumped together walking out of the classroom and I knew who they

were. They were girls I had gone to school with in junior high. I walked

up and started to talk to them and I wondered where they had been for the

past 4 years, last time I had seen them was at 8th grade graduation.

I walked out into the hall and I saw the banners for the prom.

That’s when Josh called me and asked.

"So, do you have a date for the prom yet?"

"No, of course not!"I laughed.

"Well, could I take you?"Josh asked.

"Of course you can!"I screamed, jumping up and down. Which caused everyone

within earshot to turn and stare, but I didn’t care one bit.

I spent the rest of my day kind of like I was on autopilot. In a

state of complete and udder happiness, that even the truckload of homework

I got couldn’t tear me out of.... Well, kinda. Josh drove home for the

afternoon and somehow I forgot all the drama that had been sunday morning.

Chapter 3




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I can say with confidence this was the best day of my life. Not a day yet

can compare. Tuesday was a different story.

It seemed as though almost anything that could go wrong did. The sky

seemed a darker gray and it poured all day and most of the night. It

wasn’t one of those nice storms, it was almost a hurricane with fast

winds and lightning and thunder that made it seem like the sky was going

to fall in on us. I spent the night in sleeplessness, as the world, it

seemed, did also.