The brown-haired girl sat alone that night. Peacefully she dreamed, in the warm embrace of her blanket covers. She couldn’t open her sapphire eyes, for the peaceful light inside her kept her from doing so. Her best friend was only a few inches from her. She wasn’t visible, but the embrace from her presences made her less lonely.  

All she could hear was the sound of faint beating. The beating was her own heart, as it fought to keep her alive. She knew at any moment she’d be gone, but without saying goodbye, to the greatest love of her life would surely break her. So with all the strength she had left, she fought to open her eyes. As she did, her vision swam. Tears were running down her pale, rosy face as she stared into those kind eyes she’d remembered from so long.

’’What’s so special about her?’’ She asked herself.

’’Nothing, its just there’s nothing special without her.’’ The past was marking left alongside her body. Markings she knew would connect them forever, for they could never wash them from her body. With permanent market, they remained.