Will Angels Fall

The Unseen

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PS: Trigger warning there will be cussing and many other things such as suicide, murder, death, blood etc. If any of these trigger you don't report just don't read thank you!

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I starred at the darkening world. The sky was painted from black to blue, red and then orange as the sun set behind a far off hill that sat like a lone tree in a world of fields. I could feel as the nights chill snaked it's way up my back and blew my blonde hair wildly. On nights like this I sit on the edge of my window sill and stare down from up on three stories high. I ponder death and what it would feel like if I was no longer interested in living this miserable life. 

A life full of chemo and the hurts of the cruel world. I knew that this was always going to end the same way. With a seventeen year old girl causing more pain for her parents. I knew this and so I also knew that I had choices still, like for instance I could choose to go by Gods terms and die once I lost the fight with cancer or I could jump. The latter seemed better to me at that moment and looking back I would have told myself to stop. That's not worth it. That what was coming was worse than cancer and death. 

But on that night as the final touch of blue sky left and my hands were starting to turn cold I stood up and looked down. Below me was a walk way. It was a rather pretty resting place. The grass graced the edges of the gravel with its green strips and the dandelions danced from their stance a foot away from the edge. I could see a couple of our horses grazing quietly in the pasture. The forest on the outskirts of the pastures bent and swayed in the windy night. I was going to miss this when I died. 

I smiled and peaked behind me. I could see was the reflection of me in my desks mirror. My messy blonde hair whipped me in the face, and my blue eyes were puffy and red from all the crying I had been doing. I was almost deathly pale and my nightgown was sticking to my sweaty body.  Which wasn't pleasant. You could very clearly see how fat I was through the gown and I hated that. I sighed and pulled my gown from my skin. I guess it didn't matter anymore. These past nights had been full of terror. Every time I closed my eyes I saw it. I saw everything. 

she was falling no I was falling. the only thing I could see was the ground getting closer and closer until I crashed into the ground and ended breaking through it. I opened up my eyes to find my mother being cradled by my dad "Lynn is in a better place now" my father told my mom. But she was shaking and gasping for air. "My baby girl, my baby is dead! God has forsaken us he destroyed our baby girl!" My mother stood up and moved from foot to foot almost like in a trance and started screaming at the ceiling. "Why did you do this God she was my everything! Our everything! Did you no longer need her?! No longer want her!?!" She began to scream words that I couldn't understand her Latin was full of rage and anger "Irrumabo caeles!" Those were the only words I could make out before she went on a rampage through the house and ripped off all of the crosses from the walls and tables and took all of the bibles out of the house. My dad followed her. "Elizabeth stop this madness! God has not forsaken us! I know, I know you are angry I am dealing with this too! This isn't something God did. Don't you understand we are blessed to have a God to have someone where we know that our daughter is safe." My dad yelled at mom. 

She whipped around and faced my dad. "This is all Gods fault. How can you not see that! Our daughter is DEAD!" as she said the last word she collapsed to the ground. I could see my twin brother standing in the door way of the house holding my little sister in his arms she was only five years old and had to see this. "Elizabeth we are all destroyed by her death. But... But she wouldn't want you to self destruct because of her." My dad touched my moms shoulder and she shrugged him away. He tried again and when she didn't shrug away he moved her dark auburn hair from her messy pale skin. Now that I saw her clearly I could see that she hadn't eaten in a while and had lost a lot of weight. Tears filled my eyes and I started hyperventilating. 

That's when I had woken up.

 I was a mess I knew that but I also knew that if that was going to happen I needed to make them see that my death is not Gods fault. So I faced my room put the balls of my feet on the edge of my window sill and fell. 

slowly

slowly 

slowly I fell. It felt like an eternity and all I could do was stare at the star filled sky. "one more star added to the beautiful sky" I laughed to myself. I suddenly felt the wind knocked out of me as if the ground decided to raise to my height. Was I dead? How could I not be dead? The world finally went at normal pace and I couldn't see a thing. It was like I was getting squished into someones muscular chest. They smelled like flowers and... bananas? I was very very confused.