The Day My Life Ended (Editing)

Chapter Twenty-Five (Revised)

It's important to have a regular sleep schedule. A lack of sleep results in multiple health concerns and issues. Heart disease, weakened immune system, and other side effects. It's listed as one of the top worst tortures. I can confirm that. You can become lethargic when your routine is irregulated.

This is another of the dozens of times I woke up from being in a semi-coma. It's been a week. I'm never gonna sleep properly again.

My body ached. It's been a while since my body hurt like this. Usually, I'm in bodies much older and with more training. This body was 15. She's weak, frail, and not as prepared for these things as I'd prefer. There's not a lot of time to train her the way I prefer to be trained.

People were talking in my room. It's also hard to fully rest when I know conversations are happening nearby. My parents tend to talk about nonsense half the time. Every now and again they drop some real nuggets.

My head still hurts. I can't hear the full sentences. Just little buzzwords- school, car, escape.

I tried sitting up. Basically immediately I went back down. Somebody gasped. A familiar voice. I squinted my eyes open.

Lilac was indeed at my bedside. She crawled into the bed again, cuddling me. I wrapped my arm around her. She already pressed herself close to me, I just needed to hold her.

"Mommy- Mommy- Mommy I was scared." She sniffled. Her nose already sounded stuffy. Cold? No, those look very different. She's just crying really hard. Hard as any seven year old can cry when they're more scared than they've ever been before. "It's all my fault! It's all my fault! I'm sorry-"

"Hey." My own words were drowsy from sleep. Usually I can just wake up and go, but with these pains my body needs more time. "Hey it's okay. You didn't do anything."

"Yes I did!" She hiccuped, pushing her face in my side. Her tears immediately made my hospital dress wet. It clung like a sticky band aid. "I let them in the house!"

"Who?" There's a couple different choices. The Mane 6 and Spike, the ones that started this whole mess. Or, the kidnappers behind it. Dominic had her in the end, yes, but he rarely did his own dirty work. He could have sent multiple people to take Lilac from our home.

"The ponies- Mommy I'm sorry." She started crying again. Too overwhelmed to even speak beyond whimpers and sniffles.

I just held my daughter. It's a very grounding experience. Rubbing her back, squeezing her shoulders, all of it.

The rest of the room came to focus. My parents were at the door. A pair of detectives were speaking to them in low voices. They didn't want me to hear anything.

Lilac cried again. I brushed my hand in her hair. It's very difficult to hear anything over the crying. Still, it'd be cruel to force her to stop. She's a different species from me. Her reality processes feelings in other ways. I can't just tell her to stop crying.

The words were easier to pick up. They hadn't even closed the door.

"-you won't tell us anything!"

"Mrs Spencer, take a look at it from us. Your daughter has been hospitalized twice this week. Both times taken from your school grounds. We need to take certain precautions."

"That's our daughter. She's not crazy, okay? Some lost people tried to drag her into their darkness. Away from the light of the lord! Her soul is in danger! And you two are questioning my husband and I about our safety measures?"

"Ma'am, please-"

"Go out there! You go out there and find the gang that did this! I know gang fights. Nathan. Nathan, tell them about the girls."