Blood drips from the blade, hitting the crisp Icicle's that lay under the boys feat, a gasp leaves his purple lips as realization hits him like a rocket hits earth.
His small knees tremble as he collapses to the ground, facing the lifeless body.
Blood runs like a river from the girls elegant neck, her piercing blue eyes blank...lifeless.
Tears well in the boys eyes as he looks at his hands, a knife in his right and only emptiness in his left.
He kneels over the corpse to take her icy hand.
His mind begs the universe to let her live, she was innocent.
A scream erupts from his mouth, echoing through the snow filled forest.
She is gone.
Nothing can ever change what he has done, he will be forever haunted by what he has seen, done and felt.
***
A tear falls down her pale cheek, outlining her perfectly shaped nose, before descending to her plump, red lips.
Her eyes a dark coal colour, as she sits on her bed, as she thinks, her mind traveling from the lightest, to the darkest.
Voices surround her, footsteps echo, but she is alone.
Nobody can see the pleas that shine through her eyes, all they see is a puzzle no-one can put together.
A lost cause in an ocean of perfection.
The goth in the crowd of barbie dolls.
The one rock in a field of diamonds.
The Black rose in a field of white.
Nobody understands.
Nobody cares.
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De TodoWind hits her olive skin. She tilts her head towards the plain grey Skye. Nothing. Thoughts shoot through her mind so fast she can't catch them. She is alone. There is no-one to hold her as she cries, no-one to protect her from the pain the world e...
