(!TW! - Mentions of death)
Leia, although not entirely in her right mind as of lately, still had her moments of reality crashing down onto the weak mold of a body that was the only thing to be certainly left behind after all is gone. Her heavy breathing and droplets like tears held the one who by incident saw it to forever unintentionally crave it in their heads as a memory of bitterness and much distress, borderline with agony.
The girl had once again been reminded of how alone and lonely she was in this world or at least in the tiny, almost nonexistent bits she saw of it and will see before becoming one with it's dirt in a probably wooden coffin. Of course, that would be, if the doctors, nurses and employees in the hospital thought of making a charity for the little blonde girl to leave this world peacefully. Otherwise Leia would be promised only the dirt in an unknown place in a gloomy looking graveyard. Saddening as it might be, even if Leia was young to think of such things, she had to. She was always aware of the reaper standing right by her feet in each and every hospital bed she was placed on. Even if by the time she would of had to be used to the presence of it, the black like shadow that looked frightening never stopped it's visits, Leia could only tremble in defeat to her fate when faced with it. Although death was inevitable, happiness wasn't. She could have been happy and the pressure from this shadow could of been lessened, but at the end of her short journey, close to no one wanted to stay and give peace to the mind of a girl that was withering with each passing day.
And although Leia loved Annie and often thought of her as her mother, she knew that Annie will also, in the wind of her job dragging her away from these moments, forget about Leia.
She knew that even if a special grave was made for her in a quiet, beautiful place, her tombstone will eventually break, no one there to repair it. Grass and other plants will grow from the dirt she was to be laid at, covering completely her existence, just as the hospital walls have always done.
And in her small body there was a build up anger, hate even, but as it was beyond her to allow such feelings, there remained the purest and most cursed of them all - love. Even if her family had completely left her, as she had long expected to happen, but still hurt a lot even if she tried to be at least slightly prepared, even if their words were harsher than her throat could swallow, making it impossible to breathe, she loved them. Stupidly so, but she did. Leia was certain, no one would visit her place of rest and that both scared the little girl and made her wait in a hope to be proven wrong. That was the only thing left for her to do.
But now as it had come to this, she was not alive, but not dead yet either.
The fine life between what is and what will be vanished completely in her being. She had no future to look forward to, not did she want to remember her past that was much more than she could handle anymore. Where was she? Who was she? What was she still breathing? When will that agonizing act that kept her suffering to continue end?
From a cheerful girl, that loved the little things such as sunsets, sunrises, air even, little flowers, crazy laughters, being alive...Leia had turned into a person without any of that, a person who just existed until it was written for them in whatever it was that assigned us our fates to cease doing so.
The sparkles that Annie so much loved in the girl's eyes this time were gone and they were gone forever.
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AN (author's note): Hope you liked this one as well and if it made you tear up or loose yourself in thoughts, then I will be glad and slightly proud of myself for achieving what writing is to me - conveying feelings through words.
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