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Battle Scars

Kotsj wanted me to write this, so here it is!
~Aidee

Hello?

A voice? A voice of a girl. A familiar voice. Who's there?

Can you come out?

Come out? Come out of where? There's nothing around me except darkness. There was a flash of light.

Stop hiding in the shadows.

A hand reached out to me. It had this warm glow to it, like a lamp. I could see my own hand reaching for hers. Once I laid my hand on hers, I immediately felt the warmth flow into my stone cold body. Her fingers wrapped themselves around mine as a felt a force pull me off my feet.

The more I crawled out of my ball, the closer to the light. The bright light blinded me, so as everyone else would do, I closed my eyes.

"Hey, you can open your eyes now, Sarah," I heard. How did the girl know my name?

I opened my eyes slowly and came face to face with a blonde haired girl with bright green eyes. "Vivian?" I asked. Everything was the same about her, except for the dim glow surrounding her.

"It's me alright," she replied with a smile. "I was wondering when you were going to stop hiding in the shadows."

I looked behind me. There was a wall with rose thorns encasing a corner looking as if there was no way out once inside. Was I in there? I looked all over me, not a scratch in sight. The only other thing I could see besides myself was Vivian and the corner, the rest was fogged up like a blanket.

She took my hand suddenly. "C'mon, let's go!" Go where? But before I could ask, she was dragging me around the place, weaving through the thorns that randomly sprouted, as if she knew beforehand where they were going to appear. She suddenly stopped in front of a wall and turned around. "You remember when we learned to fly?"

I shook my head. "I'm not Peter Pan nor do I have, what was that called, pixie dust." I stated.

She chuckled, "try to remember. We used to play make believe?" She told me more like a question than a statement. Vivian sighed, "we were so young and had so much time on our hands."

I put my hand on my chin and started thinking. The more I did, the more I thought of when we were young and Vivian would come over, we'd play fairy princess all day, how girlish.

"You do remember, don't you?" She looked at me. I just nodded. "Good. We need our imagination to get over this wall." Imagination? "Just imagine us a pair of wings."

My mind went blank. All I could think about were my lame suicide attempts and self harm. I could almost see the knife in front of me. I remember the pain. The cold metal that impaled my skin and as I lifted it, a warm feeling flowed through my arm. I could feel the warm liquid flow down my numb arm. It was wrong, but it felt so right, like I actually wanted to hurt more. I shook my head and the memory faded. Vivian wasn't beside me anymore. A pebble fell on my head, therefore, I lifted my head and found Vivian on the top of the wall.

"Come on! Just imagine you have wings and it's easy," she told me.

I did what she asked. I remembered that my wings were always blue while hers was yellow. We jumped up and down on the bed, pretending we were flying all over the city. We were so young and innocent.

"You're fast," I heard Vivian say. I looked next to me and there she was. Guess I was too lost in thought. "Let's go!"

"Where?" I asked, there wasn't anything on the other side. She pointed to the other side which just looked like clouds and more clouds, just like that Jack and the Beanstalk fairytale we read as kids. "Are you nuts? We'll fall for sure, or even die." I said plainly.