---------- = ---------- Tcheska's POV ---------- = ----------
Why does it always have to be me? How come I always end up being first. The universe must really hate me.
Slowly, I walked in to Sage's office. She was already waiting for me inside sitting on a chair. She made a hand gesture indicating I hurried up. As I was sitting down, she asked me to close the door.
- So Tcheska tell me, what's your full name? Sage asked.
Sage just seems like the last person you would want to hang out with. She has such a fake personality that it makes me want to throw up. I was left with no choice but to answer.
- Tcheska Fillyger
She wrote it down on her notebook. She proceeded to asking really insignificant questions to which I felt uncomfortable answering, so I didn't. However, she then asked a question that made me think.
-Why do you think you were sent here?
I didn't know what to answer. I didn't want to be there and really, there was no point in it. I wish I could have stayed the way I was, neutral with bad thoughts somewhere I didn't know. Why would they send me here though? Everyone thinks about their past when they die, I am just like everybody else. So I limited my answer in a few words.
- I don't know
- Okay, and tell me what is it you don't like about the word DEATH
I didn't know how to tell her to stop saying that word. I cannot accept my death and I never will.
- I wouldn't like to share that with you
- Can you at least tell me how you died?
- I was coming home as usual and then I was shot in the back. The last thing I can remember is getting in the ambulance.
- Could you add a little more context to that please
- I had a boyfriend named Alfi. Everyday, we would walk from school together. My best friend, Clarie had liked the same boy for many years. She was always jelous of my relationship. Her dad was a gun collector and he owned a small pocket one. So one day, as we were walking, I heard a scream. As I turned around I saw Clarie, and so I turned around again. Before I could say anything, I was bleeding and slowly fell to the ground.
I couldn't stop wondering if what I had said was enough for her to stop asking. Like before, she was taking some notes.
Death had always been a topic that scared me. What I feared was not how I was going to die but what would happen after I died and weather people would remember me or something. Since I died at thirteen, I feel that I have left no significance on Earth. It is really hard to talk about it because, I had my whole like planned ahead. I was going to end up being known and remembered world-wide.
Again she asked me about DEATH and in two or three words I described what I thought.
Sage's face expression didn't express anything. I didn't know how long this was going to be. I was bored already. Her office was boring too. Just like the rest of the building, It was plain grey with a desk and two chairs.
- Tches, I think you need to realize your parents are heartbroken and so is Alfi. Clarie is one day going to realize what she did was absolutely wrong and not worth it. She will die with no significance.
- That is not true! I screamed
People will remember her as the girl that killed another girl and my story is probably trending world wide right now.
- Tches, everyone dies leaving steps behind. Want it or not, your life did not go as planned but, sometimes, it is those little things that can change your life.
- Little? You think getting shot is a minor thing in life? I'm sorry but I have had enaugh of this.
I got off my chair and opened the door and slammed it closed. Sage had crossed the line and I was not going to let that happen.
---------- = ---------- Sages POV ---------- = ----------
No matter how hard I tried, I could not get all of her feeling out. She is a very closed person. I could however, tell she liked me. Next time we meet, I hope she sees me as a friend so we can discuss things with more depth.
For the rest of the day, I stayed in the office going over and over my notes. At night, I went to the reading court and told them they could all go to sleep and that we would meet in the main office tomorrow.
