The Titans, with our help, established their own base later on. It’s a town where we can work together, a last ditch effort to avoid another war that may destroy the human race forever. Some would like to see the town and your people destroyed, others would like to see it work – to have peace at last. There is much hatred between our people, and the road ahead won’t be easy but the rewards if we do are great. The name of this last chance for peace is called Andersonville.

Season Three

Nothing could have prepared me for the morning I logged onto my computer and saw the note from Genni’s spouse informing me that she had passed away. I was in total shock. My response was to reply back and tell him that I didn’t find this funny. He wrote back later to tell me it was no joke. I lost it. It was a Saturday, so I went to my office where I could be alone. There I yelled, screamed, cried, and finally sat at my desk in stone silence asking God how he could take Genni from us? A part of my heart had been ripped away. Genni Smith was a friend, one who I cherished.

I remember a few months back just after I had finished writing Andersonville 28 (which featured four other friends I cherish). I asked Genni if I could use her in a story I was kicking around in my head. She laughed, and told me I could if I made her a queen in my story. I chuckled, and told her she already was in my eyes. After her death my desire to finish this story grew, and I started putting down the foundations of the story, ‘Space Warped’ in my computer. Now that it’s finished, I can feel a great burden rising off my shoulders.

While I wanted to post this story on the anniversary of Genni’s passing, I realized that wasn’t what was important to me. It was remembering her in a way that showed my love and gratitude for her friendship she provided. Genni was a good friend, and I miss her dearly. I will think of her every time I read her stories, or feel that lonely tugging at my heart.

Although Genni passing is painful, it made me stop and appreciate the love and friendship I have with so many of you here. Sapphire’s list goes beyond just being a place where you can post stories. Being here is like being a part of a family. We fight, we laugh, and along the way we learn about ourselves through each other. When I remember my past ­ growing up being different from other kids and being teased for feeling this way, I smile knowing I’m with a group of a thousand plus people who understand how I really feel.

Enjoy this story my friends. Although the story is dedicated to Genni Smith, it was also written for you. Thank you for being there when I needed you.

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