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Every Woman for Herself

Dreams, Ambitions, Curiosity

By Joanna HabermanPublished 3 years ago 4 min read
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When she was a little girl, When she was a little girl, Angelina was curious. The feelings in her brain when she learned something new were sometimes startling, and sometimes too much for her to handle. The upgrades from the academy were in no doubt a helpful toolkit, but nothing was going to stand against her mind. The early years proved difficult, she was a willful child, not one to be dismissed by "I told you so..." She was born on a Wednesday and it was going to be the death of her. She knew this from an early age. Wednesday's child is full of woe. She was no exception. Her father and her uncle had both excelled at academic research, computers, rechargeable batteries, and solar panels. The truth was out there, yet Angelina was hard-pressed to find it.

In the absence of her mother Angelina had instead created a fantasy world around her, a sort of persona that fit her needs. Since her mother wasn't there, Angelina was forced to look at gender roles from a unique perspective. Her father was an inventor who had helped a large chemical company rise through the transition period. He held fast to his research and was quieted because he was on to something. That's where Angelina came in. She knew her father's research was significant, yet she did not realize the amount of power that they both held, even to the moment. When he died she found a little black book. It had within it the dimensions of a new idea. One he was never meant to finish, because it was her path. There was also a contact. One Mr. Hudson. Angelina knew she had to speak with him, and set up a meeting. It was going to change her life.

When she was going through his belongings, Angelina found a small black book, bound with leather cords, and a leather binding. She knew it to be her father's book, but did not yet understand what was within its pages. When she opened it, an immediate inhale happened upon her body, and she knew she had found something important. It was the missing piece of the puzzle she had been searching for, having her own new ideas, and having presented itself in this form, she was eager to take home the prize. There was a lot at stake. A grand prize winning meant $20,000 American currency. It was a game changer, especially for her research. she took another deep breath and centered herself for what was yet to come. When Angelina went to the door, she knew that her life was about to be different. The hand knocking on the other side meant that she had won.

He was a stocky fellow, with a plucky personality, and a way with words that made you feel at ease. The contents of the room gave the impression of a free spirit, one who was able to embrace each moment as it arrived, instead of some long range yet trivial countenance of a life lived in shadow. This was her moment, yet she felt nothing. No, Angelina was destined for more, and everyone knew it. As she lit the match that was to ignite the chain of fireworks leading to her success, she sensed someone behind her, some force that was ready to provide cover at all costs. Then, everything went blank.

When Angelina opened her eyes again, she felt a familiar sense, as if she were in a dimension that matched her energetic frequency. There was much to learn, and she was ready for all of it. Wearing a new rank, with a new perspective, it was all she needed to hit the reset button. When she was able, Angelina kept a journal. It was a way of self-preservation, and a way of recording who she was as a human. To her, this was the most important part of her journey, her mission, and it was up to her to share the messages she received as a conduit. It was not always easy, yet she remained dedicated to her channels, keeping careful detail throughout her experience so that she was able to share it with the future.

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