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(A/N) This was actually an assignment for my World Literature class. I decided after I wrote it that it would be perfect to use it to describe Leia's possible feelings after Alderaan was destroyed. Well, maybe not perfect, but awfully nice. And if you can't figure out what Leia's mom (birth mom, i.e. Amidala) is talking about, use that nice little organ called your brain. Have fun!

THINGS FALL APART


I gazed at the empty space where my beautiful planet had been. Greens and blues and whites and browns had danced across its surface. Now it was a few chunks of rock drifting in the vacuum of space.

My mind drifted back to a long, long time ago, when I was just a small child, no more than three years old. My favorite toy had broken, a model spaceship. The wing had broken off, and now I see that it was because it was very badly made. I had cried and cried, until my eyes were red, and when I had finished, my mother sat down with me in the chair and put her arm around my tiny shoulders.

"I'm sorry, my darling," she said softly, looking at me with her big brown eyes. "I know it was your favorite toy. But it wouldn't last forever, we both knew it." In retrospect, I see that she must have been troubled about something, because her eyes were far away and her voice held emotions that a simple toy would never deserve. She was almost talking to herself. In my young mind, though, the galaxy still revolved around me, and the toy was the only thing that mattered to me, to her, or to anybody else. "Things fall apart," she murmured, and her eyes filled with tears.

Yes, things fall apart. I know it now, and so many things dear to me have fallen apart, like that toy did, and like that something for my mother did. And I knew that more things would fall apart for me. But I never thought it would be my life.





(A/N) So how'd you like it? Review and tell me!