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|Sitting in the car, waiting for her mum to drive her to youth group, Faith had a feeling that something was wrong. She waited outside the front of the building for her friend, Michelle.|
Michelle arrived looking depressed and upset. Faith knew something was wrong as soon as she saw Michelle. Faith gave Michelle a hug and asked what was wrong? Michelle returned Faith’s hug and took Faith’s hand shakely. They walked slowly to their usual place at the back of the building where they knew no one else would be.
Michelle started to cry as she told Faith that their friend, Aurora had died the night before. Their eyes started to turn blood shot with every tear that feel, staining their cheeks. One question had managed to repeat. “Why? Why her? What did she do to deserve this?”
That night, after hearing about Aurora death, seemed to drag on forever.
That night after Faith got home from Youth group she went to bed where she, unintentionally and unwillingly cried herself to sleep with hope and prayed that it was all a dream.
When she woke the next day, her face was red and blotchy from her tears. She didn’t sleep very well, for when she did, all she saw was Aurora and how happy she was riding her horse, Sparkles.
Fearfully, she got out of bed and reached for the newspaper that her mum had left in her room for her, she turned to the death notices an sure enough the day before had been real for she saw Aurora’s name there. The person she didn’t know so well but used to talk to.
At that moment she realized that Aurora was never coming back. She would never hear her laugh, never see her smile again. Faith was devastated. She locked herself away in her, no one could comfort her.
That night sitting in a corner, in a confused state, she tried to relieve her pain, hurt and anger at Aurora’s death, she took a pair of sissors and cut deep into her flesh over and over again. Blood started to drip from her arm onto the cold , tiled floor. Tears started streaming down her face, from the pain of the cuts.
It didn’t relieve her anger, hurt and pain it only made it worse.
After that, Faith didn’t cry, she didn’t do a thing except sit in the corner of her cold, dark and lifeless room.
She went to school and couldn’t concentrate because every word and action reminded Faith of Aurora. Faith was still confused as to why Aurora would do something like this but she had no answers.
The next few days, blurred together and dragged on forever. Faith didn’t do her work in class, just sat in her seat numbly staring into space.
Faith would go home and sit in the corner of her cold, dark room, isolated, crying. Every night was the same. Crying herself to sleep but her dreams kept bringing frightening images of Aurora, her limp and lifeless body, hanging in the stables next to her beloved horse, Sparkles.
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