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Have you ever thought of ice cubes in cold water?

How the both of them are cold but the ice is melting into the water, how everything can work that way, how magic can be seen before your eyes without you even realizing it.

You are probably thinking that this is a waste of my time, telling you that ice melts into cold water… but it's not, when you feel sad then fall down, you are melting into coldness, when no one is there to comfort you, that is it to, everything happens for a reason.

And everything is melting into the cold.

When the sky drains from it's color, when all the streets are clear from blazing lights and honking horns, when the songs of the birds are dead and gone, when the only light to guide us is the stars and the beautiful moon.

That is the time, the time when I feel at home, where I feel alive and not tormented with the words of the day.

Night is the time for me, the silent beautiful night, after all that is my name, Night Pevensie, that is me, the simply unfitting me. I have never fit in.

Never, I have been pushed around my whole life. I live, well I live nowhere.

All of my family died in a fire when I was only three years old.

I only have one person who cares, at all for me, Jack, my childhood friend. I would live with him but his parents are horrible to me-and him for that matter. I went into there house once when I was five…

FLASHBACK

I smile as Jacks hand brushes mine, it's the first time I had smiled in years but that is all about to turn around. I will have a new family pretty soon! Jack looks at me as I smile and that brings a grin to his face to.

We get to his brick house, it is run down but still better than mine ever was. He knoks on the door and a young woman opens the door, she looks tired… very tired. She says, "Jack, who is… this?"

Jack smiles and says,

"This is Night, Ma as you know her folks passed a couple years ago, she needs a place to live ma. Please oh please can she live here?

Jack's ma scowls and grabs us by the ears and drags us inside. She walks over to the stove and yells,

"Jack, you know very well she can't stay here!"

Jack looks her in the eyes very bravely for a five year old and says,

"Ma, she has nowhere to live, she can't just stay out on the streets!"

Jack's ma shakes her head and says,

"Jack you know very well she can't, dont talk back to me! Now both of you will have to be punshed!"

She picks up the pan on the stove, she reaches for my hand on the table and whacks it with the pan. Jack grabs me and runs.

Outside he keeps running, my hand is red and distorted, it is obviously broken, even a five year old can tell that! Already my hand was blistering and it hurt so much I had no tears.

Jack lied me down and told me it would be okay. He knew what to do for a broken hand, they had taught that to everyone in district 3 when they were very found some snow, since it was winter, he pressed it on my hand, which hurt like fury and he wrapped it up. He stayed with me for two weeks.

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