Skylar Miller was only ten years old when everything began to fall apart. First, it was the quiet disappearances-one sibling at a time-until only three of her siblings remained in her life. Then came the accident, a day that left her with more than...
"Write your name in the sand, and watch it wash away the memories. Watch the waves crash down on it, and take everything with it, away. It doesn't seem so bad, does it?"
All Skylar ever wished for, was for it to be that easy. For it to be simple enough to do such a thing. To let the waves wash it all away, and to never have to worry about it again. To let it slip away into the night, and forget anything happened.
But when someone is lost, you can't just let it happen. You can't just wash it away, and hope that tomorrow will be a new day, because it won't be. Tomorrow allows you to change and to grow, but never to forget. Never to forget the people that you lost that day.
What people don't talk about with grief, is the fault. The person, or in some cases, the people that are at fault. The blame that comes with it, and the sense of feeling like you are all alone, and can't breathe without that person, because you are to blame.
But, in the end, nobody is to blame. It is an accident that happened, and people lose themselves, because a person was lost. They tried their hardest to keep that person out of harms way or to keep danger out of the equation, but sometimes, fate happens, and we can't change the past, only look forward to the future.
The future where people learn. People learn to ask for help when the blame and the grief gets too hard. We should be looking forward to the days to come, rather than holding on to the person that we lost, and uncertainty clouds us.
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"I never meant to stop reaching out. I never wanted to leave you the way that I did, but it had to happen. I had to protect you"
