Lighthouses
I heard them. They were fighting again. Fighting over nothing. They were calling each other names.
My tentacles were shivering with me. I sat in my room, forced to hear them from the kitchen. I stared at a picture on my bedside table. Me and my Sis holding up a fish... I can't remember what kind it was.
Without Sis, their anger made me feel sad. They fought more after Sis killed herself. Nothing but pink ink was left.
I hear large thumps. No... They began assaulting each other... I don't want this life anymore...
I got off the bed, opened the door, and ran to the apartment's front door. I didn't stop to look at my... Parents...
No... They are not my parents anymore...
I ran out the front door in tears. I slammed it shut. They called my name, but they were not my parents.
They were no more than strangers.
I ran up the stairs, and opened the door to the roof. I ran to the center of the roof, and fell on my knees, my tentacles reaching the ground.
"Why are they still fighting?!" I shouted, crying my eyes dry as I wailed. "WHY WON'T THEY STOOOOOP?!" Eventually, I could not cry anymore... I looked at the stars. I stopped whimpering.
They were beautiful... Each and every star...
The wind blows over the rooftops, gently whispering into my ears. I sat there, staring at the galaxy above us.
"Sis, remember when we used to sit up here?" I said.
The wind continued to whisper into my ears. I could feel her thoughts, but I knew she wasn't really there.
"I remember one time... When mommy and Daddy were fighting with each other... We came up here." I said. I stood up, and walked to the edge of the building. The wind still whispering into my ears.
I wanted to be with Sis again.
"Sis, will we see each other up there?" I asked. "To join the other lighthouses... To be together once more..." I let myself fall forward, the wind blowing it's wishes to me as I fell.
"I always believed the stars were lighthouses..." I said, before everything went black.
This is a memorial to a friend of mine from middle school. She recorded her own voice before taking her own life.
These were her last words... still very clear in my mind...
Anyways, I felt I needed to get this one out of my system.