I woke up, scared and alone. I could feel the wind on my back, nothing ever felt more cold to me in my life. I suddenly felt over exposed. I felt tears starting up in my eyes. I could hardly see anything. I grab my phone from my back pocket and diall the one number I tried so hard to avoid. "I- I'm scared and I don't know where I am, just please. Help." Of course, he promises to be there as soon as he could. And I- I break down and cry. And that's when I realise it wasn't a bad night, I was starting to get bad again. And I couldn't take it. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Everybody loved Lyra, that is- except for Lyra. Everyone had theory's, everyone wanted to know- What happened to Lyra? Here's the answer to that question, In Lyra's words herself.All Rights Reserved
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