Chapter 46: Remembering me...

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An idea.

Those two words echo around my head and my plan forms in my empty head,

I know what I have to do.

What I didn't know that it would hurt like hell.

I shape shift. I feel my skin flip over, just as it always did when I changed forms.

Then it all comes flooding back to me.

I remember who I was. Who I am.

And it physically hurts.

As I shape shift, as I remember, the hollowness within me is replaced. Replaced by the pain of what my life was.

I remember the death, the pain, the loss, the destruction. I remember the anger, the hurt, the hardships, the suffering. But that gets me is the thing I remember the most, the thing that hurts the most.

The fear.

Fear of what I have lost, and what I have to lose.

My friends. My family.

And that fear extinguishes my hope.

My skin flattens back down.

I can't shape shift.

I can't live.

I can't bear it.

I've had enough of pain.

Maybe my time has come. Maybe this was meant to be.

Maybe this is an escape.

Maybe I can just drift off, following the darkness in the corner of my mind, to a nice place with no pain. No suffering. No nothing.

I think that might be best.

I begin my descent to that dark place beckoning me as my heartbeat slows down, the rented life Enoch gave me expiring, when a light pressure squeezes my hand.

"You can let go now..."

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~Tamika

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