Lydia

Two

   Lydia sat on the train and kept playing with the buttons on her jacket, nervously. She was on her way to Wales. Where she had to do her presentation on sickness in Africa. She knew she did not finish her speech papers, so she was going to wing it. She finished her poster and PowerPoint. She drank her warm tea silently. Her head phones allowed her to listen to the ocean waves. Ocean waves calmed her down. She aggressively took her medicine for anxiety. People glared at her. She was awkward. She was silent. The train ride gave her an excuse to think. To replay those awful memories. Her mom was her enemy. But, now she was her Angel. She thought about the last three words she said to her before she died in the hospital bed. "I hate you." Lydia was angry at her illness. And her past.

    Cameron was the name. Her mother. Cameron had suffered addiction since Lydia was just a small child. Cameron could not take care of herself let alone a child. She gave Lydia to her mother, Mamie.

     Lydia blamed herself for years. Cameron tried to get close with Lydia again. But. Lydia accepted the thought that she hated her. She loathed Cameron's existence. She prayed to God every night that he would take her away forever. Lydia later regretted that on December 6. Lydia was turning 16 and her mother was rushed to the hospital, because of an overdose. Lydia and the rest of her family rushed to see her die slowly on the hospital bed. Lydia was hesitant about telling her what she wanted to tell her when she saw her mother put the needle into her skin. Lydia looked her straight into the eyes. Her eyes filled with tears. Cameron smiled and reached out for her hand. Lydia shook her head and then breathed the three words she would regret. "I hate you." Those words killed Cameron. Everyone looked at Lydia and kicked her out of the room. Everyone was crying. But. Not Lydia. She was smiling. She felt better. It did not faze her that her mother just died. She did not care. But. She did care.    When Lydia graduated high school, no one came to support her. She looked around the room for her family. But no one came. She felt abandoned. She only had Sam. Sam hugged her tightly. Sam's last memorable words were "We made it!" Til this day the expression Sam had stuck in Lydia's brain. Forever.

    This made Lydia take three more pills. The little girl across from her seemed concerned. Lydia glared out the window. The sun shined darkly. The clouds were no more. The birds flew around in circles. Like, they did not know where to go. The dark sun gave her hope. Because she did not feel like she was the only dark soul in the universe. She smiled. The little girl sat next to her and grabbed her hand. "Why do you smile at everything?" Lydia was confused. "I smile?" The little girl nodded her head. "How don't you know you smile, silly?" Lydia just shrugged. Usually, she would just ignore people, but this little girl meant something to her. She was a bundle of joy. She glowed brighter than the sun did. She laid her little head on Lydia's lap. Suddenly, Lydia wanted to have children just like her. Maybe, they would be a distraction from Sam. She knew she wanted to be a better mom than Cameron ever was. The train finally reached the terminal point. Lydia looked down and saw the beautiful Angel fast asleep on her. "I got to go little one." She slowly sat her up. She grabbed her bags and walked out. She looked back to see her glaring out the passenger window with her little hand on the window. "We made it!" The little girl screamed. Lydia dropped her laptop. It broke. The train started up on its way and the image of Sam disappeared. Lydia just left her laptop laying on the ground. She called for a taxi to International Charity Inc. She ran inside afraid to miss her appointment.

   Hello I am Lydia Doubt. I am here to present the foundation of this charity. We can save human beings. We can make a difference by continuing this project and making it an international program. If we do that we are not only taking our time to help those in need but also ourselves. We are giving everyone a chance of helping others and being in a positive act. So please take this into consideration, because human life is at steak.

   They looked at each other and applaud to her speech. She smiled big. Lydia felt accomplished for once in her life.

   We will take this into thought and get back with you as soon as we hear from the prime minister. Have a great day Lydia.

  She packed up her things and waited at the train station. The sunset over everyone. The view was mighty fine. She looked down the tracks to see nothing but clouds. Clouds of smoke. A car was swept away from the train flying down the tracks. Lydia ran down to help the people get out before it blew up. It was too late. The train caught on fire. Please help me. I have a daughter expecting me home. The man begged Lydia to get him out of the car. The floor was jammed. She tried pulling him out but the screaming of the other two passengers took over her body. It paralyzed her. She could faintly hear the screaming. LADY GET ME OUT OF HERE WE ARE GOING TO DIE! Lydia started running as soon as she saw the leakage of gas from the car. The car was tipped on its side and the train was rammed in the side of it. The fire made its way to the gas and immediately blew to pieces. Lydia's body was thrown to a nearby tree. They were dead. Lydia could hear faint sirens and people running to the accident. All Lydia could think about was her body. Was it still one? She climbed out of the tree and stood still as the people were screaming. Screaming for help.