Kindly Edited by: Mione Boleyn
Some Enchanted Evening
So the song goes that some enchanted evening you may see a stranger across a crowded room. Such a simplistic song about love at first sight, funny how music is so good at capturing love in its purest forms yet we are unable to find it in real life. Some people find love only once, some are lucky to find it again and again. Some don't want it, some crave it and some aren't even lucky enough to find it once. Those are the sad ones, the ones that go through life with a chip on their shoulders, the ones that suffer, the ones that have sadness in their hearts and the ones that find themselves on this street, looking down from the tallest tower and beg for death.
It would be a better story if she wasn't one of those few that begged for death, if she was someone bubbly and happy the story would be over before it's begun. It wasn't like she planned for this, she'd just been dealt a really shitty hand of cards for her life. She'd tried to stay positive but one can only take so many put downs before the mere thought of existing becomes repulsive.
No one would look for her, no one would care. She wished she was standing on top of the tallest building on some street but again life was not kind to her. Instead she remained half buried on the forest floor, the rain had already soaked her to the bone but death still refused to claim her.
Death must like to torment people, he takes away though who don't wish to die quicker than lightening but those who wish for it have to wait patiently for their turn to die. Her vision was blurry, like the lights were slowly going out. She didn't hear the voices that surrounded her.
'I found her, over here!'
'Is she alive?'
'Barely'.
'I feel so guilty'.
'It wasn't your fault'.
'We have to look after her'.
'She looks so weak'.
'She's not human'.