In memory of Daddy's Little Cannibal
Alice POV
A person's life is controlled by choices. Sometimes it's their own choices that make the difference, and sometimes it's those of other pople; their father, their mother, a friend, a complete stranger. And all it takes is one decision, one moment in time, to remove a human being from the face of the Earth forever.
I had never met Isabella Swan. I only knew her from her writing. She wasn't even a well-known author. Only certain people from a certain website had ever read her work. I'd been one of the few who had, but I'd never become riends with her.
Reading about her death in the newspaper, with barely any details.. it shouldn't have bothered me. People were killed in car accidents all the time. Drunk drivers were everywhere. I couldn't help but think, though, was she driving? Was she drunk? Or had the accident been totally out of her control: another driver, their car plowed into by a drunk college boy returning from a frat party?
The real question that needed answering was 'Why did I care?' I'd never met her, never communicated with her, never even left a review for a story of hers.
Why did I care? One life in the scheme of things was nothing, when a person sat down to think about it. But then again, one life could also be everything.
It could all be taken away so quickly that people often wondered if we were just characters in someone else's story. Was there such thing as fate?Or was it all coincidence? Was even a small part of life fated?
What would happen to us, the characters, if our creator disappeared? Would we disappear, our lives cut off like the characters in Isabella's now forever unfinished stories? Or would we somehow continue our lives, be they worth nothing or worth everything?
Letting the newspaper fall to the table, I stood. I made my way to the computer. A few taps of the keys got me to where I wanted to be.
Looking at Isabella Swan's profile, I wondered, were her characters still making their way through the plots she had woven in her head?
Or were they forever frozen in chapter nine?
A solitary tear dropped from Alice Brandon's eye as she stared blankly at the screen.
Meanwhile, the world went on without her.
Rest in peace, Stephanie. I never met you, I only knew you as Daddy's Little Cannibal. I never even contacted you, not even through a review. But you had talent, girl. Maybe you still do, wherever you are now.