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The dark is comforting. For the first time in five years she feels surreal. She never wants to leave this place, for how much pain and hurt can one person take. The darkness is fading though. She tries desperately to hold on to it, she's trying for dear life to cling on. Darkness though isn't something you can cling onto. It should be though, for you can cling onto safety, and her safety is darkness. Light though can shine though the darkness.
She doesn't remember much, in fact she doesn't remember anything about the last couple hours. She feels numb. She tried moving her arm the end result is only more pain. At last she opens her eyes and finds herself in a crumbled heap on the ground, soaked in blood and so is the ground around her. She's only ten but she knows what she's feeling isn't good and that maybe some of her ribs are broken. The pain is numbing she knows it could be worse for her if she falls asleep on the floor the same way she was when she first gained conscious, but the light is blinding and the darkness so comforting.
She longs to be in her comfy bed with the Gund bear her mother gave her. She wants to be able to dream of the angel in white that her mother always used to whisper into her ear before she fell asleep at night. "Your guardian angel." Shed always said, "When your feeling sad just think of her and you'll realize that life isn't so sad after all. Lily you have a beautiful smile, you deserve a beautiful world." She remembers her mother's world and then the light isn't so blinding and the pain isn't so numbing.
For the second time her eyes open. This time she's get beyond the pain and will herself to move. Slowly she presses her elbows against the carpet and shifts he weight to legs, so that they are able to support her. Stumbling the fifty feet she had to walk to get from the where she was on the floor to the stairs. Climbing the stairs is a huge feat for her. Her breathing is becoming limited. The broken ribs are protruding into her lungs. Failure is not an option. Slowly but surly she makes it up to the second floor landing where she makes a right and is facing the small room of Lily Evens. Hobbling towards her bed, she makes a grab for her huge first aid kit full of medical supplies, Collapsing onto her bed she takes a hand full of alcohol pads, rips them open and as fast as she can whips her arm where the glass once was. Then makes a grab for the gauze. Gingerly she wraps the long strip of white cotton gauze around her ribs, hoping that they will heal on their own.
After thats all in order she lightly puts pressure on her feet as she makes her way to the bathroom and the mirror. Lily Evans by all accounts is not a fearful person, but it is in this moment in which Lily Evans is truly scared, scared of what she'll see. For seeing her face ( a thing in which she hasn't done in longer then she can remember) would mean facing reality. The reality of her life. She spends all her times in other worlds, other dimensions pretending her life is like Christmas every day. Mirrors never lie though. The truth is in the reflection and her greatest fear is that what she'll see will enhance her belief that her life is a Christmas every day, that maybe her life isn't even normal and that for her happiness is just a little out of her grasp.
What she sees glaring back at her is a reflection of a person with a broken spirit and eyes, hollow eyes with no life staring back. She was right after all happiness is just a goal to far for her.
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