1. The daily ritual
Some call it a necessity; others called it a game, but for her it was a dream. Yes, a dream is what she usually referred to it as; it was something that she wanted so badly but couldn't afford, at least not anymore. She would normally look at herself in the mirror and ask the same question everyday, waiting to see the answer on it. Was it because she was ugly? She never considered herself ugly, just an average girl with an average life. Ok, maybe not so average.
Sam Manson woke up early in the morning as she would do everyday now; it was Monday, her least favorite day of the week. She yawned as she slowly sat on her bed, it was no use to try and sleep again, and she knew it from past experience. It was still dark outside and a few stars shone like little diamonds on a black sheet of soft silk.
"Well, maybe I could go for a walk." She said out loud while grabbing her usual clothes.
She changed and noticed that it was way too early for collage so she grabbed her coat and walked out of her warm apartment to the cold streets. Everything was dark, it looked like night time but she didn't care. She needed to clear her mind, to get away from it all. She was starting to get sick of the thought that hunted her everyday. She blamed herself for the past few years, everyday his tortured face came into her view, even then he smiled at her she knew that all of his troubles where her fault.
She kept walking until she reached a really familiar place, the park. It was the place that she visited regularly to empty her mind. She kept telling herself and everyone around her that she was fine, she tried to convince them and herself that she would get over it even though deep down she knew it was a lie.
"I'm sorry." She said as she sat in the grass near the lake.
She loved that particular part of the park, it brought her so many memories, even thought the one that was hurting her wasn't the one that she wanted to keep even if it was the last time that she saw him. She wanted to stay with all of her dreams and fantasies but reality kept smacking her in the face.
She closed her eyes and a single tear rolled down her face. Why did she refuse? She knew that it was what they both wanted and she knew that he wouldn't be able to know the real answer after that. Maybe she didn't believe that it would work.
"It wouldn't work." She kept telling herself until she couldn't take it anymore.
Why was the cause of her pain? It was the same boy that made her happy for as long as she could remember, Danny. She kept blaming herself for everything that happened to him, he usually got hurt because of her' she was the one that convinced him to go in the portal in the first place. She was sure that he suffered because of her, she always did make him unhappy.
Every time he needed someone to comfort him she just talked to him and used to tell him that it would be okay. That's not what true friendship is about; it's about helping each other to face reality and deal with it. But that was the problem, she just couldn't face reality right now, it was just too painful for her. He died in the same spot that she sat on, all because of a ghost battle.
How did he die? Well, it was a long story…