My mother used to tell me to live a life filled with adventure and excitement. She always said I needed to look at the bigger picture, never let fear or doubt hold me back, and that when the time comes I should take courage and face the unknown. 

It never occurred to me that those small words of encouragement would one day set my life on a path I never thought I'd have to one day walk through.

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   What would you do if you were suddenly told, your entire life has been a lie. 
    That you have quite a line of people who want you dead for reasons unknown to you, simply because you bear the last name.... Carter.
     Well, this is my story of how I struggled to overcome my biggest fears.

HOUSE OF FIRE

Arousing Sunday morning, I glance around my surroundings strangely before letting loose a sigh when I remember where I am. Rolling to my side, I contemplate on what to do today. 


I have no one to hang out with since the twins are in England. And I know absolutely no one else here. Well, except Devon. But he doesn’t count. 


Releasing a whine, I sit up and stare at the time on my alarm. It reads 7:30 am, and now I'm wondering why the hell I woke up so early. The house isn’t soundproof so I overhear as Eva moves around downstairs, deciding to hop into the shower I have a quick wash before dressing up in cut-off shorts, my black fingerless gloves, and a loose pink top. 


Heading downstairs my stomach grumbles in hunger, and I wonder what would be good to eat. 


As soon as my feet touch the last stair, I see Eva sitting on a couch in the living room, her nose buried in an old-looking book, and I stroll closer in curiosity. “What is it you’re reading?” 


Chapter 11