She has enough time to save herself. She knew that, but she didn't want to. Why? They all asked this question. They all never got a answer. And, when they did, it was never what they wanted. All they got was, "I don't know,". They knew she could stop the Solar System with her words. They knew she could cuff the hands on a clock just because she knew she needed a little more time to get through to someone. Just because she could save one more person. They knew she wanted to help everyone, to make the day a little brighter, to make those happy moments last just a few seconds longer. The most surprising thing, or so they thought, was the fact that she did everything for others. She never did anything for herself. They always thought she did it because she was a Saint. A pure angel sent from God himself.
That was not even close.
The reason she did all the things she had done was to hide the truth. She was a monster. She was dying inside. She could not let anyone else see. She could not let them see what she was hiding. They thought if you cut her, golden sunlight would burst out in rays of blinding beauty. She knew that wasn't what would happen. She knew far too well that wouldn't happen. She knew globs of black would ooze out. Black tar would slip from her veins, revealing the truth of what lie behind her pale white skin. She knew that if she didn't hold up this shield of light that her shadowy secrets would blaze in her irises. Her hands didn't hold a sword of gold, oh no. They held a gun of smoke. She wasn't an angel, she was a lonely soul overtaken by the demons that held the truth. The truth of what she was. Nothing more than a society filler. Her demons slowly went from the dark, dry places of her mind to the smooth pale skin of her wrists. She knew she would have to leave her fake sunlight and her lonely world behind. She only waited for Winter to drop in. Then, she would hide in the forest and send her lonely soul to the place it belongs. She could winter air would make hypothermia the murderous reason her sunlight would shine no more. But, she knew that the medicine swimming in her system would be the truth. She would be out in the cold so long hypothermia would be the only possible explanation. They couldn't fathom she would do something so terrible. They knew her all too well.
Or did they?
