(DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING OF HARRY POTTER. ALL RIGHT BELONGS TO J. K. ROWLING)
A/N: Includes suicidal thoughts and death.
Everyone was smiling. Laughing. Hugging. Kissing. And most of all, living.
When I was around, they frowned. Sobbed. Abandoned. And most of all, died
Laughter permeated the air on a daily basis.
Cries of agony permeate the air on a daily basis when I was around.
Warmth and love spread like wild fire.
Pain spread like wild fire when I was around.
The sweet inky darkness; the comforting embrace of ignorance.
It was so simple to let them live.
It was so simple to end it.
Even though I had no one, at least I could see Lily and James Potter again.
My wonderful parents who gave up everything.