The Day My Life Continued

Chapter Three

The morning sun came in through our small window. Thankfully I had the foresight to know it was a poor decision to have a big window that faced the rising sun.

Lilac was already up and about. I guess she went up to the house to get breakfast. She had taken to do that, seeing as I was always the last to get up.

Some might wonder about moving into the hut. It was more of a personal thing. I wanted Lilac to have that same feel of being back in Equestria, with our own home with just the two of us. Plus, it hurt too much to be in that house for too long.

That was gonna be our house. Lilac, Darcy, and I. We were all gonna move in, and be a real family. My parents were gonna meet them and accept them with open arms, and after awhile they might even like Darcy. Darcy might eventually like then in return. How awesome would that be?

I know they love Lilac, they loved her the second she meet them. It just didn't feel like a family without Darcy. It never did. Five years had passed for me since she died, and still hurt like it happened yesterday.

After her first death, I felt like I saw her everywhere. I thought I saw her at school, but realized it was just my reflection. She was at the bookstore, the mall, restaurants, everywhere. She was there at the Dalek Crucible, promising to destroy me.

Then this time it got worse. She died in the Real World. In the movie, she could bring herself back, not here. Reality doesn't play by those rules. The grave at the Centre was the only place I was willing to bury her. I could never visit her in a graveyard, it would remind me of all the times she died. At the Centre, all I would have to look out my window.

So, I made this hut to try and make peace with her death. It seemed like a good idea at the time, and my pride refused to let me say this was a bad idea.

I yawned, stretching my arms out. Once my bones finally adjusted to their natural position, I got up out of bed. My hand reached out for my phone, checking the time. I had plenty of time before school started.

It took maybe ten minutes to get all of my stuff together. I opened the door to the hut, but it was jammed.

"Huh." It wasn't that odd. The door would occasionally get stuck by weird stuff like a rock, or my little brother's toys.

Usually, a quick jerk would fix it. I tried this repeatedly, but the door was stuck. I might have to call Dad over to pry it open. That was always fun, bringing Dad to the hut his teenage daughter lived in. I tried prying the door opened again, but it wouldn't budge.

Well, actually, it did. It finally opened, and I face planted on the dirt ground below. I brushed off the dirt on my clothes, and looked to see what jammed my door. Strangely, nothing was there.

That was strange. I shrugged, thinking maybe the door just needed to be repaired. It was foggy out today, which was nice. That meant it might rain. Rain was always good, gave me an excuse not to clean my car or the hut. Then I noticed some leaves stuck onto my shirt. The ground didn't have leaves, and my hut was at least ten feet from a tree.

I brushed off the leaves, picked up my backpack, and kept on.

Then, something walked across my foot. I squealed, jumping up in my shock. It was normal(ish) to have bugs come around the hut. I was a big enough slob to leave pizza crusts around. It was probably just another leaf.

"Okay. That's weird." I commented, noticing my new vantage point.

I was standing on the fog.

I screamed, falling off and landing on the ground with a thud. I looked between my feet and the fog, wondering how in the hell I did that.