This is the rough draft of the first chapter of "Beyond a Dream" It's a book that I'm currently writing but it would nice to get some feedback about it. Its long but hope آپ like it!

Chapter 1

“What! We’re moving?!”

Aria stares at her father, Thomas, with disbelief and utter horror. Thomas sat in his پسندیدہ seat; a maroon armrest chair with soft kind of fabric that made it hard not to touch. His shoulder length silver layered hair and black framed glasses that went over his gray eyes made him look like the plain glasses business man that he was. Aria stood in the middle of their living wearing her red and black hooded sweatshirt کے, سویاٹشارٹ with white lines on the forearm of the sleeve. The end of the long sleeves had red and black stripes that could stretch out. Her سکرٹ, گھیرنا was down to her mid-thigh, a bit too short for her father’s taste but knew it would just lead to another argument and that was something he could not deal with at the moment. So he paid attention to the argument that was about to happen
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“Yes, that’s right. We’re moving.” He repeated and Aria looked into her father’s eyes, hoping to find some humor in them, proving it was all just a joke but the seriousness that was there instead proved her wrong.

“But why? Why do we have to اقدام again?” She asked but it sounded مزید like she was whining مزید than anything. Thomas sighed, hearing the argument getting closer.
“You know why. It is the same reason we moved last time. It’s my –” Before he could finish, daughter finished for him
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“I know, I know! It’s your job! But why do I have to suffer for your career?” She said, her voice rising as she continued to talk, “I finally made some great دوستوں and now I have to leave them? You’ve got to be kidding me! Why can’t آپ just leave and I’ll stay here. I can live with one of my friends. I’m sure they won’t mind.”

Thomas shook his head, disapproving of the idea. “No, I’m afraid I cannot allow that. آپ are only 17 years old, too young to be living on your own یا with someone else. Especially not with a boy.”

Aria rolled her eyes, knowing exactly who he was talking about. “Sebastian is just a friend that I hang out with. Chill, okay?”
“I see the way he looks at آپ when you’re not looking. I know that look very well.” Thomas کہا as he crossed his arms and nodded his head. Aria groaned as she tilted her head back, no longer able to look at her father.
“Please dad, there must be something wrong with your glasses یا maybe آپ should just get your eyes checked again. آپ obviously don’t know anything.”

“Oh yeah? What is that?” He challenged her.
“Because he is gay!” She stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “He likes guys, not girls. Try getting your facts straight before آپ start assuming things.” This time, she crossed her arms as she frowned at him. For a few seconds, he didn’t say anything but then he sighed and scratched the back of his head.
“Fine, so maybe I was a little bit off.” He admitted.

“More like way off…” She muttered and he frowned at her.

“But that still doesn’t change the fact that we are all moving.”

Aria stomped her right foot in frustration. “Don’t آپ care about how I feel about this? Do آپ have any idea how much this impact on my life? I’m tired of moving from place to place! Why can’t we just stick in one place and live our lives there?”

Thomas sighs again. “You know I have no choice in the matter. I need this job and I can’t afford to quit. You’re just gonna have to accept it like your brother has.”

“Shane is 7 years old! He doesn’t care where he goes! He makes دوستوں faster than I do.” She shouts, getting upset and angry. Her father frowned even more.

“Don’t raise your voice at me young lady! آپ know I have no choice. We leave in a week so I suggest آپ use that week to spend as much time with your دوستوں as possible.” He کہا with a voice that کہا ‘End of discussion’. Aria let a frustration cry and stormed out of the room towards the stairs.

“If mom was here, she would let me stay!” She کہا and ran upstairs to her room, slamming the door behind her. Thomas sighs as he looked over at the دیوار covered with pictures from when Aria was little and much مزید happier then she was now. Along with pictures of a woman with waist long black hair and chocolate brown eyes. She was smiling with toddler Aria in her arms and him standing behind them, smiling with them. He sighed, wishing he could turn back time and go back to those happy days. But a few months after Shane was born, she became very ill and very weak. Soon, their mother passed away, leaving him to take care of their two children سے طرف کی himself. Afterwards, Aria became مزید distant and locked herself in her room often. He tried to make up for their mother but knew it just wasn’t the same. Dating didn’t help since Aria hated every woman he tried dating and did her best to sabotage every date. He soon found it pointless to تاریخ anyone since Aria would not accept anyone but her mother.

Thomas got آپ and walked over to his wedding picture. He was scratching the back of his head, embarrassed, while his other arm was wrapped around his new wife’s waist. She looked stunning in her white strapless dress that flowed down to her ankles.

“Oh Cleo, if only آپ were still here, آپ would know what to do.” He touched her picture and closed his eyes, head down with sadness.


Aria flopped face first onto her twin sized بستر and screamed into her pillow. She flipped over and stared up at her آڑو colored ceiling. She thought about calling her دوستوں and telling them the terrible news but just couldn’t bring herself to do it. Her mind and ears still couldn’t believe what they just heard. She couldn’t even count how many times they had to اقدام and how many دوستوں she had to say good bye to. They would all try to keep in contact but it kept getting harder and harder till they just stopped talking all together. She was tired of it happening and wanted nothing مزید than to live one place and make permanent دوستوں and maybe even get a boyfriend while she was at it. But because of her father’s job, they had to keep moving. They never stayed in the same place for مزید than one year; a سال and half if she got lucky. When her mother was still alive, they stayed in a small town and Thomas worked as an English teacher in a high school while her mother worked as a pastry chef. She worked at ہوم and made all kinds of sweets for many customers. From birthday cakes to wedding cakes that were almost as tall as her. Aria smiled at the memory of her mother getting icing on her face and not noticing until aria pointed it out.

‘Mom, are آپ watching? I’m suffering because of dad’s new job. Why he quit his teaching job after آپ were gone, I’ll never understand.’ She thought and then sat up, sadness in her pale green eyes. Aria got up and walked over to her body sized mirror and ran her hand through neck length black hair that was longer in the front with three black hair pins on the left. Her bangs covered some of her thin black eyebrows and were parted on the left. Her jet black chocker was a silver buckle in the front was snug around her neck, but that wasn’t the only thing around her neck. Aria pulled out the ہار that was hiding inside her sweatshirt. At the end of the thin silver chain was a round crystal gem surrounded سے طرف کی small diamonds. She held up the gem and watched as the light in her room reflected off the gem and made it sparkle. Aria couldn’t help the smile that appeared on her lips.

“Mom’s necklace; the only thing left I have to remember her by. Well that, and the lullabies that she use to sing to me.” She closed her eyes and started humming and calming tune. She opened her eyes and walked to the window, opening the window to let in a cooling breeze.

“I guess this will be the last week I will ever get to see of this place…” She folded her arms on the window مہر and rested her head on her arms, letting the calming breeze brush her face and the sweet smell of چیری, آلو بالو blossom from the چیری, آلو بالو blossom درخت right outside her window. She really liked the درخت and would probably miss it the most about this house. All the times she would read یا write under the درخت helped her think مزید clearly and be مزید at ease.
Aria glanced behind her at her door, making sure her dad یا her brother was going to come in, before sliding herself out the window and sit on the window seal, looking down. This wasn’t her first time doing it. She has done it plenty of times despite being on the سیکنڈ floor. The first few times, she either got a cut یا a bruise, but after practice, she became a pro at it. So when she slid off the window, she landed on her feet, bending her knees as well to keep herself from breaking any bones. Aria walked over to the درخت and sat underneath its چیری, آلو بالو blossom, leaning her back against the تنے, ٹرنک and stretching out her legs, already feeling at ease. She remembered how much her mother loved چیری, آلو بالو blossom trees and that she would always look آگے to them in the spring.
“I guess if our new house doesn’t have a چیری, آلو بالو blossom tree, I could always plant one.” She کہا in a soft voice. She rested her on one of its roots and stroked it gently. “I’m going to miss you. Thank آپ for your calming aura. I hope the اگلے owner will take good care of you.”
The wind moved the درخت branches, shaking some of the چیری, آلو بالو blossoms onto Aria but she didn’t mind. She actually liked getting them on her. It made her smile, feeling as if this was the tree’s way of cheering her up. She leaned her head back and stared through the branches to see a few rays of sunlight and some parts of the blue sky, wondering if she will still be able to have nice weather like these.

‘In one week, my life will change…again.’