Aurora

Last breath

Few remaining cobwebs danced in the breeze from the cracked window, two rays of light revealed the dust that was floating around invisible without light. I slumped my body upright and decided to go over and open the rusting door to wake me up, the light blinded me causing everything to go blurry. I trudged back to the covers and flopped down. Once again just like endless last night I am lying here on the grubby floor staring aimlessly up at the ceiling. My ears are focused on the chirps and hum of magpies as they are the only thing keeping my brain sane. The covers are pulled tightly to my throat, cloaking my body as an armor. I realise to myself that this is all of a sudden my life. Nobody ever told me, or at least I never thought living like this. When Mindy would read me fairytales, it was a singalong happy ending with miles and everyone becoming friends. Let's hope this isn't the end of my story. I wish that I had seized the good memories back then, when I would play dolls with Mindy, play frisbee with Nuria, I with I kept hold of them more carefully instead of letting them flee from my mind like a thief in the night. My eyes began to close when I heard Aurora cough. I jolted up to see her and her eyes were now open, she slowly sat up and in the heat of the moment I fell on her and gave her a massive hug. "Of my god Aurora!" I cried "you're alive!" She was so shocked and out of breath she couldn't hug me back but I new if she could she would. I went to fetch that water bottle from earlier and nursed it to her. For ten minutes she drank the water then when I put it down and we lay in silence the gurgling sound of our tummies rumbling appeared. Casting Back my memory I recall see a group of plump strawberries growing near the waterfall cliff. Knowing Aurora had finally woken up and she was alive, I didn't really have second thoughts about leaving her for twenty minutes to get some food. This action was the one I regret more then running away.

Cradling about seventeen luscious strawberries in my torn dress skirt I took my time back to the caravan. A chilly breeze swept beside me almost forced towards the caravan, yet all the leaves and plants were nodding their heads away. All over the air was the smell of clean cut grass, it got me all excited reminding me of spring when the snow has calmly melted and the flowers are showing their colourful heads. Until I realised that it was coming from mums house. Suddenly my rainbow thoughts were engulfed by unwelcome clouds that discoloured the next few minutes. My empty stomach called for food one more time so I munched on one berry, I waltzed into the caravan ready to step Aurora back to health. She was gracefully sketching in the book minding her own business not even realising I had walked in. Her lying there made me think of someone helpless in a hospital bed, I contemplated finding someone to take her to a hospital but when she got better she would of been taken to a care home and I would be sent back to mums house against my will. I knelt beside her and rolled all the strawberries on the floor, she handed me the drawing book and I placed it on my lap for the time being. A warm glow of a smile was on her face when I handed her some berries and we ate them to together almost like we weren't in a abandoned caravan in the woods undead we were having a leisurely picnic. I moved the drawing book to the end of the bed then suddenly Aurora flung forward wailing in pain, it startled me so bad I fell over. Tears were trickling down her pale cheeks, I picked up the book then gently lifted up the rags. The three centimetre cut she got a few days ago had grown twice the size. The skin surrounding it was concernedly red and pus was escaping the jagged sides. Her whole shin was swollen and blotches of skin were like air pockets, wave around filled with a unknown liquid when I taped them. Neither of us knew this had happened and we both were scared of the infection. She looked at me as if I knew how to heal it, and I definitely didn't. Just after eating them Aurora choked the strawberries back up all across her lap, luckily none reached her shin. I tore off a piece of my dress again and wiped her sickly mouth clean. Her head head plummeted to the cushion without warning, I crawled around to the other side where her head was facing. I clung onto her shoulders and attempted to wake her back up, her eyes fluttered about closing then opening quickly. Something told me this was going to be her last time awake, tears were still rolling down and she clearly was in pain but so much so she couldn't rest. She kept tossing and turning violently trying to find a way to sleep. I grabbed her hand and turned her to face me, her eyes widened hopefully waiting to see what I would do. There was one thing I knew had got her to sleep before so why not try it again, I soothingly sang "Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are, Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky, Twinkle, twinkle little star, How I wonder what you are, When the blazing sun is gone ,When he nothing shines upon ,Then you show your little light ,Twinkle, twinkle, all the night ,Twinkle, twinkle, little star...." Tears began to well up in my eyes too, one tear dripped onto our hands squeezing each other. To my astonishment using her last breath she mumbled "How I wonder what you are" that one sentence filled me with a uncontrollable gush of shock and hope watching her eyelids droop knowing she had just given me her last gasp of air by saying both her first ever words to me, but her last.

I pulled the rag over her head.