"Saturn." I heard a warm and familiar voice say and I felt a hand on my shoulder. At the touch, I shot up from where I was laying.
In a moment, I broke down sobbing, not even caring to see where I was or who was next to me.
"Saturn, what's wrong?"
"She's gone." I whispered through the tears.
"Who's gone?" The voice asked softly.
"Mars. She's gone. She's gone! AND THERE WAS NOTHING I COULD DO ABOUT IT! I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THERE FOR HER! I WAS SUPPOSED TO PULL HER OUT OF THESE MOMENTS SO SOMETHING LIKE THIS WOULDN'T HAPPEN!"
"Saturn, I'm right here."
I turned my head to the right and it only hurt more. She wasn't really there. It was all just a dream.
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Teen FictionA short story about two girls, one struggling with depression, and the other just trying to best to keep her happy.
