The lost

Chapter 2

I wake up, with the sound of shuffling outside of my door. Mrs. Smith opens my door and says: "Dress, on", I nod. I put on my dress, then look at the hoodie I slept with... I put it on over my dress and took the bunny. Everyone is outside. At exactly 9.00 am... it is supposed to happen. It looks like Hilda is going with the Mathew approach, the approach everyone told me about... I stand behind the crowd of children, not wanting the blood splattering on me, and seeing her bloody face on the ground... Please... Hild... Don't do it, don't take it, never take it.

Everyone is looking up, at Hilda, with her beautiful blonde hair and her beautiful white dress. Everyone was wearing black, while she was wearing white. I of course had my white bunny and the hoodie still... I will never let go of those things. They are fucking special.

I look at the clock, on the orphanage: 8.56 am. Soon it will happen. Soon it is bound to happen. The wind slowly blows as her hairs follows the same direction. She is beautiful, gorgeous... The clock hits 8.59 am. One minute.

Before I knew it, in a blink of an eye, she jumps off at exactly 9.00 am. She hits the ground hard; I could hear as her blood splattered. I looked at the lifeless body, that once was Hilda... Starting to bleed. Mrs. Smith starts saying: "this isn't a curse, it's a giving", repeatedly, while everyone else is saying the same. I of course this time didn't say it... Instead, I was looking at the body. At Hilda. At my Hild... And she can't look at her Ash because she is laying there... face down, not moving.

I feel as tears start forming and falling. I start hugging the bunny more and more, while the endless tears fall. Then I say: "This isn't a giving, It's a curse"