So since last year, I have been writing a novel called Nebula. It is about two teens who will go into space. This is the summary I wrote before I wrote the book. Enjoy!
As I looked up from my bay window, I saw the billions of stars dotting the night sky, and the moon high above, giving light to the ground underneath it, as if it was a mother giving it’s child warmth from the cold. And as I watched comets fly by I continued staring upward at the night sky, my yearning was so strong that I instantly forgot where I was, I blocked out the sound around me, as if deep in thought. My best friend Miles was beside me as well. It was easy to tell that he was thinking of the same thing.
I‘m just your ordinary 14 year-old, who wants to be an astronaut. But I’m not those types of people who just say that they want to be it and do nothing about it. I mean come on! I actually do something about it. I work hard to reach my goals and my dreams. Especially this one. I study books, go on websites, sometimes I skip lunch and spend my free period, in the library reading and checking out books about astronomy, the universe, and books about the Sun and the other planets. To be an astronaut, you have to know these three subjects. Math, biological and physical science, and engineering. Luckily I have learned and studied every book or website, giving ANY information about one or all of these three subjects.
People say that Miles and I are crazy to want to go into space, saying it’s dangerous, and that I could possibly kill myself just lasting an hour up there.( That is scientifically inaccurate thank you very much.) I may be shy and quiet, but I have something that they didn’t believe I had. Hope. Being an astronaut was my dream ever since I looked up at the stars for the first time. Ever since then, I never gave up on my dreams. A few days ago, the most unpredictable thing happened, and it changed my life forever. I’m Alya, and I believe.
