Awash With Tears, Owl Girl Blue [best short novels .txt] 📗

1998

The endless stream rolled down my cheeks like a cascading waterfall. Who was I? Where was I? I knew that the answers lay deep within me but they didn't seem to surface. How I got here was a unknown as why I was still alive but here I were and alive I were too. The only thing I knew was that the most important person in my life was gone, dead and buried and that I would never smile again.

1989

There was a searing burning sensation in my back as the wings struggled to unfold, but evetually they did. "My darling angel," came the voice of my mother, "you must embrace your angelic destiny, the evil is coming, do not..." But the vice broke off. Suddenly there was a scream and a loud hiss. Then a demon from the deepest darkest reigns of hell spoke. "I have her at last," this was followed by the evilist laugh I had ever heard. Everything went quiet but for some unknown reason I could feel immense pain in my head, that was the last thing I knew before it all went black. The dream had teriffied me I knew but yet already I was losing grip on what had happened, now I thought about it I had absoutely no idea what had happened. I shrugged and rolled back over only to fall asleep almost immediately.

1994

My brain was numb, actually my whole body was numb. She was gone, gone gone gone. There was nothing to keep me from crying anymore so cry I did, and I literally cried for three long and tirsome weeks, what could I do, I was all alone in the great wide world, an only child with no mother or father and no living relatives. Through these long hours at the orphanage I relived the last time I saw my mother, heard her voice calling me for bed, saying everything would be fine, that he wouldn't ever come back and hurt us. I recall wondering who 'he' was but soon dismissing my worries as I looked at her delicate face. I recall lying in my soft bed listening to her read me my favourite story; the story of Orpheus and Eurydice. I recall the sound of her sweet, high pitched voice saying "He drew iron tears on Pluto's cheeks, made hell grant what love did seek." I recall her soft lips brushing my cheek as she kissed me goodnight. But most of all I remember her hot tears that slid down her cheeks as she said goodbye, remember how confused I was as she said she loved me and that she would always love me no matter what I thought. Little did I know at the time that this would be the final goodbye.

1990

She was a delicate and soft baby who hardly cried, a darling litttle angel of a child, a baby who would live many centuries, a girl with an angelic destiny, but all this came at a cost, the cost of her safety and of her normality. She would be an eternal angel, the angel Aurora, a feared and almighty warrior, a warrior of heaven, fighting against the demonic forces of hell. She would be respected and feared but she may be friendless. Ophelia knew that she must protect her darling daughter against all costs, no matter anything else that could ever occur in the world.

1996

"Sweet Sixteen Aurora!" yelled Phoebe my ultimate BFFFL, Best Female Friend For Life. Yes I was the big sixteen, finally I was up with my friends who were all a year older than me. "Happy B'day shorty," squealed Zaina another one of my BFF's, "you're finally 16" she finished with a look of utter amazment on her beautiful face. I looked around at the circle of my amazing friends, this included Phoebe and Zaina of course as well as; Claire, Pandora, Angela, Hestia, Evelyn, Anastasia, Lucinda and Astea as well as my nearly 13 year old cousin, it was at this point that for the first time in 12 years, 5 weeks and 2 days that I had smiled and I mean truly smiled. 

The after party was GINORMOUS, I think my whole school was there and of course it was all one big suprise. I hated suprised but tis one I didn't mind overly. My 'Parents' were in Europe, Paris to be exact so we had the house to ourselves and this meant most of the partygoers were already drunk even Phoebe who is underage, but never minds a little alcohol. Pandora, Evelyn and Anastasia came over and started dragging me towards the dance floor, at first I was reluctant but soon I was partying like there was no tomorrow!

Tomorrow however came sooner than expected and for many of us school was off, I however was under strict directions from my foster mother Anne that if I missed a single day she would ground me for the rest of my life and knowing Anne I knew it wasn't just a threat. I groggily gragged myself up from my soft warm bed groaning as I went. I couldn't remember much of the night just that a had an amazing time! My school dress felt so rough and scratchy compared to the fluffy pajamas I had just slept in. "MMMMmmmm, Aurora, come back to bed" I think I jumped 10 feet in the air, What The Fuck... "Aurora," I whipped on suitable underware and bra then turned around to face my bed, I let out a breathe that I hadn't realised I'd been holding. "OMG Phoebe, you scared me witless, why are you in my bed?"

The walk to school was long and audious without Phoebe but Zaina and I had come to the conclusion that she was unfit to attend school today. The day that continued was even worse, in class I was alone at lunch the table just didn't feel right, I realised that without Poebe my life was one long continuous line of hellish advents. "Aurora???" questioned Lucinda. "wait what, soz Luce I think I spazed out, I was thinking about Phoebe." I replied, "ohh yeah right I hope she's ok at your place, I was just wondering whether you had fun last night" suggested Lucinda. "Honestly Aurora she'll be fine she's probs snoring her head off as we speak" Joked Hestia.

However when I returned home that afternoon Aurora was nowhere to be seen, I was extremely worried so I decided to head over to her house wanting to be sure that she was not hurt or doing anything overly stupid. I felt as though I had let my best friend down, left her alone and volnrable at a time when she most depened on me and the support that I should offer. My best friend was deep in a hangover out on the strets, a young and beautiful girl clearly unprotected. What had I done?

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Publication Date: 03-28-2016

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Dedication:
To Rhiannon, You are my Phoebe. You are my Ophelia. You are my Beatrice. Finally you are my angel. To Raiya, You are my Zaina.