chapter seven

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Darkness and pain, my new reality......
No more fluffy clouds and bright sunshine. No more handsome monster promising to save me...
I had opened my eyes to find the room completely dark.

There was no way to show him anything,

I knew he was just someone I made up.....
A hope against all odds that someone was coming to save me..

Born from from the desire of a scared little girl..
For years he lived in my dreams.
The warrior who saved people..
He would whisper to me..
Always promising to save me...
To love me.
But there would be no coming for me..no one to love me.

The pain had faded ...leaving a strange cold far away feeling.
I couldn't feel my body anymore..
Even at seventeen I knew I wasn't living to See my eighteenth birthday tomorrow...
I closed my eyes...
Letting go of the last bit of fear I had of dyeing...
The happiest parts of my life started flashing in my mind like a movie...
My parents. My old room with the butterflies on the ceiling..
It was strange because even in the last moment of life he was there..the dreams of him mixing with the happy memories of my childhood..

Then the bad parts started to replay.,
Just like the good..
The fire...
The death of my parents...the orphanage....
Then finally waking up in this room.
Struggling against the ropes..the body parts in jars..along with my hair.
Looking around the room trying to find a away out....

Then darkness.....

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