A little girl danced in the sunlight, her hair illuminated with each of the sun’s kisses. Each ray of sunlight reflected the golden strands in her honey brown hair. She was such an exuberant child. She had a smile that stretched across the universe and beyond. Her innocence and naivety was so great that even the world marveled at her existence. She followed the flower- filled path of happiness. Each flower gleamed with a vibrant color of tangerine orange, soft pink, and a light lilac purple, so glorious in all their rage of beauty that they stung each gazing eye that glanced upon them. She was filled with such a grace that nothing in its blazing wrath of destruction could ever destroy. She was indestructible, invincible, a goddess among every living character of life. Or so she thought. Soon the flower filled path would turn to nothing but a black hole; a glimpse of the past, a figment of one’s imagination. This little girl was to enter a world of cruelty; a world not known to most. She became a child forced to adulthood in matter of seconds.
As quickly as her smile had begun it was soon to fade. She no longer was going to smell the sweet morsel of life or taste the charming essence that world had to offer.
For her the world had become a living fire. Each day burned deeper and deeper into her flesh. Everyday the flowers began to diminish. One by one the colors escaped her sight as quick as the lightning flashes. With every blink of her eye the world that she knew began to diminish as the black hole started to destroy every living matter. She had no sense of touch, thought or even life, all because an evil had spawned in her living mind. It was if Satan himself had taken his fire burning hands, and grabbed her soul, slowly ripping it to shreds, piece by piece. She had become the dead among the living.
Helpless she threw herself in the corner and began to cry a river of tears. Every fear, every nightmare, every thing that haunted her thoughts were pouring out. Her screams grew louder and louder. They became so thunderous and shrill that her eardrums began to burst. She cried so much and for so long that she began to drown in a pool of her own tears.
She would still laugh but it wasn’t real. Each smile was so hard that it seemed to take a thousand sore muscles just develop the slightest hint of a grin. She still laughed, only to be drowned out by the screams that lay deep inside her. No one could see her true self
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