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Demise
Demise Written by Daniela Dronic
I stood frozen. My mind blank as I watched my dad crying, tears falling from his bloodshot eyes. All the pain and vulnerability flashing brightly in his deep brown eyes. His body shaking from fear and lack of sleep. He slowly turned to me and shouted, “This is all your fault!” Suddenly I awoke. I was in my bed. The moon glowing brightly in the black sky as cars zoomed by and leading them safely to their families. I picked up my phone and looked at the time. It was 2 in the morning. I collapsed and landed on my soft bed. My mind awake. I just laid there. I have been having the same nightmare every night. Tears shattered the façade I carry every day. I feel alone. Ever since the accident and my mother died nothing has been the same. I lost all my friends and my dad. Every time I look at him, the guilt eats me up and I wish I could have died instead of mum. She would have known what to do and used her magic to spread joy. The house feels cold. Silent. All the laughter disappeared the moment her heart stopped. All the life and warmth, just gone. The only think lurking about is memories and darkness. I never see my dad anymore. The man he once was died too. All he does now is work and sleep. The spark and joy in his deep brown eyes turned grey and no longer holds life. I can tell he sometimes forget I exist. I get out of bed and put my warm fluffy robe on. As I walk, I can hear my dad’s snores echoing through the hallway. I open the door. A sudden breeze hits me waking me up and bringing me back to reality. I step outside. Sit on the fresh green grass and stare as the roses slowly die. Each petal losing a life just like me.
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