Perfect

Why?

**Mum's POV**

I wrapped my thin cardigan around my bare arms. The morning air was biting away at my skin. My fingers had turned pink. I hadn't brought the car out, so I had to walk back home. I was still shocked about Robert of course. But I was glad I had dumped him, so would Rosa. But he did act weird when I said about me and Rosa talking.....Was he hiding something from me? Anyway I was looking forward to our lives returning back to normal. I couldn't wait to see her curled up in her bed, peacefully sleeping. I was nearing our house, I was only a few minutes walk away, when I herd a car pull up beside me. I recognised it instantly.

'Go away Robert, you shouldn't be driving, your drunk!' I exclaimed as the window slid down to reveal his drunk and worried face. 'Please Rachael, stay with me. I was stupid...' he "sobbed" as he leaned closer for a kiss, but I just slapped his face. 'No Robert, it's over O.V.E.R. I was stupid to ever go out with you, I should of listened to Rosa. She was right....' I whispered as I remembered what Rosa said about not wanting a dad. 'She said, what? And did you believe her?' Robert asked, truly concerned 'Rosa said about not wanting a dad....' I began to explain, but Robert cut in 'That's good, sorry love got to go...' he stuttered as the window slid up and the car pulled away. 'Goodbye then...' I muttered, I never wanted to see him again. At this moment I hated him. For ruining our life. Although that was partly my fault for going out with him in the first place, I was so stupid.

I opened to door slowly, as not to wake Rosa. Then I saw her, collapsing on the floor, blood everywhere. A knife in her hand. Oh no. My baby! 'Rosa!' I called as I dropped my bag on the ground, I ran over to her, I checked for a pulse. She was alive, thank God.  I pulled out my phone and I dialled 999. 'Rosa, everything will be ok. I promise....' I sob as I here a click at the end of the line. '999, what's your emergency?' a lady asked at the end of the line 'My daughter, she is hurt, there are cuts on her right wrist...and, she's alive but....she's not moving. There is blood everywhere...' I sob as I look at my baby, lying motionless on the floor. She was only 13. Why?

**Rosa's POV**

Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?....Why? Why oh why oh why did I cut myself? What came over me? I had only just regained my sense of hearing and thinking a few seconds ago, and my brain was already bombarding me with all these questions. Why? Why? Why? Why did I cut myself? Ow. I can definitely say that self harm hurts. But in a way it was worth it. I think I am dead. Although it is nothing like the movies, no heaven, no angels, no light.....I hope mum got my letters. 'Rosa, why?' I herd mum whisper in my ear. Why was I still able to hear if I was dead? Then all my senses shut down, something was taking over my body....

'Hello, is anyone there? I don't know where I am. Help! I need help!' I herd I little voice call from the darkness. I had no idea where I was, or who I was or who was talking. I couldn't see a thing. Literally nothing, I put my hand up next to my face, I could feel it, sense it, but I couldn't see it. 'Hello, I'm here. I'm not an enemy. My name is Rosa. I can help you...' I shout in a kind tone, not wanting to scare whoever was there, but I wanted them to hear me. 'Hi Rosa, my name is also Rosa. I don't know where I am. We were in a car, and it crashed. I can still here mum talking to me....But I don't know where I am. Help me Rosa!' the little girl called. This situation was too similar to be a coincidence, right? I mean I am called Rosa, I was in a car crash when I was young....

'How old are you?' I called into the darkness '8...8.' the little voice replied. I was 8 when...it happened. 'Ok Rosa, just follow my voice, come to me....come to me...' I whispered repeatedly until I felt a pair of hands come in contact with my arms. They were small and cold, stone cold. Too cold. 'Rosa, I'm scared..' Rosa whispered softly 'It's ok Rosa, just calm down. Everything will be alright...' I soave as I stroke her, short...hair. 'But I think daddy is dead.' she said bluntly 'What makes you say that?' I whisper concerned, then bright lights flash on. 'I killed him' Rosa giggled as she turned to face me....Her face was a skull, with a short wig on top. I look at her hands, bones. 'AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' I screamed at the top of my voice as "Rosa" crumbled into a pile of bones in front of me.

Her right hand was still attached to my arm, I shock my arm violently, it wouldn't budge. I had to prise the hand away from my arm with all my strength. As it became detached it crumbled into dust. What was going on? 'Hello...' I called nervously into the darkness. Nothing. 'Hello...' I mumbled a little louder 'HELLO!' I practically screamed into the empty room. 'Hello Rosa.' a young girl answered. 'Hi...' I called back. I couldn't see her, but I could hear her. 'You are so silly Rosa, you wanted to kill yourself prematurely. When I would give anything. ANYTHING. To have stayed alive for as long as I should have...' she whispered sadly. Now I was seriously freaked out. 'Ummm....sorry...' I stuttered confused, what was I supposed to say? 'So you should be, I died of the flu, over 200 years ago...' a tall teenager slid out of one of the white walls. 'I'm sorry....' I whispered in shock. 'I died because there was no cure, I was only 14....' she whispered as she put her hands to her face. 'I wanted to become a doctor you know, a proper doctor. A woman doctor. I dreamed about my future life everyday, but I dreamed about a future that never happened. You would just give your future away....Don't do it!' she sobbed in her hands. 'I won't I promise you!' I comfort her 'Pinkie promise?' she giggled 'Pinkie promise!' I confirmed as we shock pinkies, then she disappeared into thin air.

'Ummmm......' I mumbled 'I'm sorry......I won't I promise you!.........Pinkie promise!' I whispered. Was I talking? Yes! I would promise that mystery, old girl to never do that again, at least not to kill myself. I felt sensation run back into my left wrist. Then my fingers, my left arm, my shoulders, my head, my legs, feet, toes, my torso. But not my right arm.