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Hello, 

I've been working on this Young Adult novel for awhile.  I hope you like it.  You can checkout the audio on my YouTube Channel.  Don't forget to SUBSCRIBE.  I'm narrating it myelf.  I hope you like!





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The dark American skies hid many things. The small corner house at the end of a city block, the street sign indicating Matthew Lane and the young girl seated on the sloping rooftop of a completely quiet two-story building.

Levi Murphy looked out into the blackness of the night, but she wasn't afraid; she'd been climbing out of her bedroom window for weeks now— seeking a sign, a confirmation that God did exist.

The thirteen-year-old girl wanted to believe. She had been taught since birth that there was a God. A supreme being who'd created the world in six days and rested on the seventh.

But if such a phenomena had occurred, then where was the proof?. There had to be evidence, she rationalized— a way to validate what so many believed

Levi inhaled deeply. She took pleasure in the crisp fresh air scented with the nearby pines trees. The slight chill in the atmosphere felt soothing, cleansing against her face. The teen reached up and pulled a hoodie over her head as she stared at the sparsely scattered stars above her.

The Earth was beautiful, she conceded; but was it the creation of a holy being? Or a product of science? , She'd been taught in middle school about the Big Bang Theory— that the universe came about as a result of a massive explosion.

Did Levi believe that? She wasn't convinced.

So now she had two conflicting theories. They both couldn't be right.

Levi glanced down at the ground below in despair. Was she being irrational? Did she expect too much? Could God hear her? Did she even have the right to challenge Him?

She wasn't sure, but she needed more than the word of her parents. She needed more than scriptures written millions of years ago.

She needed evidence— a real sign.

If there was a spiritual world where unclean spirits existed— a place where hatred, envy, greed, lust and jealousy thrived then she had a right to know about it.

If there was a universe where the angels walked amongst the humans undetected— Levi wanted to see it.

She wanted to understand the world in which she lived, because right now nothing made sense.

Levi had questions— deep, troubling ones. She didn't understand life or death— right or wrong.

“Please God, show me what's out there?” she whispered into the night air. “Are there demons in this world?” she paused, before she continued speaking. “I don't understand? Why did Tori have to die? We were the same age. She was my friend.”

Levi looked to the skies expecting an answer.

Night after night she'd come to this same spot and sat for hours questioning God, until the September chill drove her back inside her bedroom, but she still probed

Was she surrounded by celestial beings? Did fallen angels exist? Where there legions of evil spirits roaming the Earth— seeking to destroy mankind— to destroy her?

The eighth grader had no way of answering the questions that kept plaguing her— interrupting her ordinary thoughts.

Why was her best friend dead?

Levi examined the colorful plastic bracelet on her wrist. She wore it as a tribute to her childhood friend, Tori. The entire Carter Middle School had purchased the blue bands during the memorial assembly held in the school auditorium.

Levi knew it was extremely late, but she refused to move. She continued to look out into the distance. She didn't want to return to her bedroom. She didn't want to feel closed in— she liked siting at this height. She liked the open space. She felt like she could fly.

 

Levi sat perfectly still. The racing of her thoughts slowed. The rhythm of her breaths slowed. The lids of her eyes fluttered as her head began to nod to one side...

 

 

 












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Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.