Depressing One Shots

A shell with a lot of cracks

And at that moment I saw the life leave her beautiful eyes, even if she was not dead...

I mean I knew with everything that had happened to her, losing her brother might just break her but I never expected this.

He suffered from illness for a while and eventually I stood holding her as we watching his small body go lifeless in the hospital bed and I looked her in the eyes, told her I was there for her and that we would get through it together. But nothing could compare to what I saw as I watched her.

You could see her heart break as she stood motionless, tears streaming down her face. Her face as if all her energy had been sucked out and thrown in an abyss never to be found again.

I tried to hold her steady but she collapsed on the floor anyway.

She broke.

Nothing I could do would ever make up for that.

Her baby brother was gone and I couldn't possibly understand the pain she felt.

I hoped maybe she would eventually return to the smiley girl I fell in love with, but that would be a miracle.

I stood by her for years trying to help her be herself again, but nothing I did accomplished anything. I began to realize that she was just a shell of the girl she used to be.

A shell with a lot of cracks.