This is what my cousin said to me yesterday. We were climbing the stairs to this ride I wanted to go on and the line was really long. Nerves were climbing in all 5 of us as we neared the top and I said, "****, don't let me chicken out." Amd she comes over to me, grabs my shoulders, shakes me, and yells in my face "WOMAN UP." And just like that, the nervousness was gone.

I love my family.

I sat on my bed, tears welling in my eyes. What is happening to me? I look up to see my mom come through the door. “Kady?” She looked around my room. “Kadence?!” “Yes mom?” She looked startled and continued to stare around the room. “MICHEAL! KADENCE IS MISSING!” My mom ran out of the room, frantically trying to open her phone. “Micheal!” I followed her down stairs. “Mom! I’m right here!” I said, she turned around, looking for me. “Micheal!” She continued her journey to the kitchen. “Micheal, she’s gone! Kady is gone!” “What?! What do you mean gone?” “I’ve looked all over the house for her, I can’t find her! Her phone is sitting on her night stand and her sheets are messy. She never leaves them that way!” My dad turned on his phone and proceeded to call 911. “Mom! Dad! Listen to me!” They both turned in my direction. “D-did you hear that?” “Yes, Amanda. I did.” My dad hung up the call before he’d gotten an answer. “Kady, where are you?” My dad demanded. “I’m right here! Infront of you!” I warily placed a hand on on his arm, hoping he’d feel it. “Crud. You’re going through it early.” He mumbled, looking to my mom. “She-she’s not-” “Yeah. Yeah she is.” “Um... what are you talking about? What am I going through?” I asked shakily, looking between my parents. “Honey, your going through the morphosion stage. We didn’t expect this till you were almost 18, but, it’s come early.” “W-what’s the morphosion stage?” I asked, tears welling up in my eyes again. “It happens to all those who are of the Avatar species. You’re dad and I.. We’re both half blooded. You have those genes and, well, your going through the same process we did. It’ll only last a day.. But you can’t go anywhere or have anyone over till it’s run it’s course.” “Oh... Okay..”

Guess I’ll be invivivble for the day.. Actually sounds pretty cool.

“GAH!” I breathed heavily as I sat up. I placed a hand to my chest. “Just another nightmare...” I got up and dressed as I ready for school. I bound down the stairs. “Morning mom!” “Good morning dearie-” She looked around the kitchen, seemingly searching for my voice. “Kadence?” “I’m right here mom! In front of you!” She looked toward me, but like she was looking through me. “Wow.. I must call my doctor. I’m halucinating!” I felt tears jerk in my throat. Halucinating!? I raced up to the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror, I didn’t see anything. “A-am I dead?! Am I a vampire!??” I ran to my dad’s study. “Father!” He turned around “Yes Ka... dence?” He tilted his head. “Huh, she must be in the other room.” He stood up and walked right through me.

What is happening to me??

Looking down at his phone, Daniel got a sickening message. It was an image of his wife’s car, in his best friends driveway. She’s supposed to be at her parents’ house. He thought, confused. His friend didn’t know that, though, as Daniel starts wondering. He texts Lisa’s parents. There wasn’t a response until a few minutes later. ‘There wan’t a dinner planned, do you want to work something out?’

What a horrible response. Lisa loved him... right? Well, he’s on his way home. He had married Lisa 6 months ago, and before that, they dated for a little over 2 years. He treated her extremely well. If she wanted something, he got it. No questions asked. He was a big part of maintaining her health, mental and emotional, as well as physical. He was a great man, too. He was kind, (mostly) funny person, and he looked great too.

Well, he took his ring off. While he loved the fuck out of her, lying to him so he could sleep with his best friend? That wasn’t great. Lisa was a beautiful girl, but she was verbally abusive, and she drank. A lot. She spends more time in a bar than she does with her husband. Or as Daniel is finding out now, with his best friend. This progression of messages was a shitty one.

‘Image’

‘She’s back.’

‘This time she wants more than cuddling.’

Daniel stared at this message in horror. He waited until Marriage for sex, and then after that, this. Is this what he deserves for following instructions? He didn’t do anything wrong, this time. He went to work, chilled somewhere for about an hour for his lunch break (which he takes at the end of the work day so he can get home faster), and that was it. He skipped eating for her and she does this?

He knew how he could make up for whatever mistake he made. He would get her a new car. Her old one is almost a decade old and she’s been complaining about it. So he bought one. The one she’s been dropping hints about. It was expensive, but if this solved this issue, it would be worth it. Lisa swore she wouldn’t do this unless he messed up big time. This is a big-time purchase, should balance out.

A few hours later, she didn’t come home.

The next morning, she wasn’t home.

It was around noon when she finally came home. I was worried out of my fucking mind. "Who's here," Lisa asks. "Are you cheating on me, Danny?" I blink.

"N-no, that's for you-"

Lisa's face lights up. The hints she dropped were extremely subtle, so for him to pay so close attention to her was nice. It almost made her feel bad for the things she did yesterday. The things she successfully did. "Oh, thank you, baby!" Daniel didn't have any idea how thorough Lisa was, she was fucking his best friend.

He smiled. "Of course, Lee." He would do it again to have her being faithful again. He didn't know how long she was doing this. He wanted it to stop.

"Could I have the keys?" Instantly, he hands them over. Lisa's face turned instantly into a look of disgust. "Good little bitch." He looks confused and hurt. "Did you really think I was going to believe your little lie? You are an idiot, Daniel. Maybe if you kiss the ground where I walk for the rest of your life, I'll cry at your funeral. Or what, did you say you wanted to be cremated? Nah, doesn't matter." Daniel starts to cry. Then he scowls. Then he smiles. Everything she had, he owned. She wouldn't leave him. He's relieved. This was the best thing he'd experienced in a long time. Besides the marriage, of course. He smiles and walks over to her.

She does something she's never done. She reaches into the fridge, downs a beer, and smashes the bottle over Daniel's head. This was also new. As he lays on the kitchen floor, he wonders if he deserved this. "I suggest you let that one marinate." She walks out. Out of the kitchen, out of the house, and drives her new car out of the driveway, off to her parents', leaving me with her old car, and in it, divorce papers.

A tall, thin, white-haired woman in her mid to late 30's sat at the bedside of her redheaded, mid 20's, little sister, who was dying as the woman spoke.

"Anna- Please-"

She began, her voice shaky.

"Please... I know you're somewhere in there..."

Her voice was beginning to hold a tune.

"People've been asking how you've been."

Elsa gripped her sister's hand tight, her voice breaking.

"They say have courage, and I- I'm trying to."

Anna's heart monitor began to pick up her slowing heart rate, Kristoph, who stood behind Elsa, tensed.

"I'm waiting here for you. J-just come back home."

Elsa sang as well as her voice would hold, tears streaking her cheeks.

"We've always had each other. You and me. I can't bear to lose you now."

A nurse came in, telling the two they could say their final goodbye's before taking her off of life support. Kristoph said his first, kissing Anna's pale forehead before stepping away for Elsa.

"Do you wanna build a snowman...? It's doesn't have to be a snowman..."

Elsa let go of Anna's hand, throwing herself at her brother-in-law, sobbing as the nurse stepped forward, flicking off the life support system. The soft whirrings of the machines silenced and the once repetitive beeps of Anna's heart monitor became a steady siren in the room, alerting its inhabitants that the patient was dead.

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I, uh... came up with this while washing my face... I dunno. But I like it.

Hey, can you tell me how many stars float in the night sky?

~*~

Giggles. Can you tell me how many grains of sand scower the earth?

~*~

How deep is the ocean?

~*~

The point is, is it's deep, right?

~*~

How far do you think the black of space goes?

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All those statistics you just gave me? Yeah, those are the statistics of my love for you.

~*~

I love you.

A long time back, in Denmark, 

There ruled a king, so wise, so strong 

With such a heart and not one foe,

He was killed by his own brother Claudio!

The queen, the prince, the kingdom mourned 

“Who will be our next king?” a question rose 

Right in time for Claudius,

Whom the queen married in just two months!

She chose this bloke to bed and throne

Not knowing he was evil from skin to bone!

Then one day, truth reached the son,

Who pledged the demise of this demon.

But he never expected that somehow,

This would take the life of his lady love

Whose brother then challenged the young prince,

For a duel in the royal province.

Little did the young prince know, 

That his opponent had a poisoned bilbo 

A sword presented by Claudius,

That could kill a man in a minute or less!

Though the prince won his fight,

The poison was killing him from inside.

As sins once made, won’t leave without a scar, 

Fate began to play its part.

Suddenly the queen’s face turned dun, 

As she drank the wine meant for her son

Now that all he adored was gone, 

The prince’s wrath began to spawn.

With every ounce of energy he possessed,

He edged towards the vile tyrant 

And stabbed him with his own bilbo 

And made him drink the wine he poured.

Can a man’s life be more tragic? 

Can a person be more stoic? 

But that’s the tale of the Denmark prince

Who suffered so much, yet never winced!

Will you be pleased to know his name?

Will you join me and spread his fame?

Then say, loud enough to bring the roof to the floor,

Hail Hamlet! Hail Hamlet! The real hero!

t//w Implied Sulcid3 and Harmful thought

I sighed and listened to the music drown out the noise in my head and the rush of the outside world. My tangled messy hair I threw into a bun now laying flat against split down the middle. The tears clouded my eyes and judgement.

“Today was hard..” I said allowed, holding the ends of my purple cardigan covering my hands.

“I don’t like how things look right now..” I looked around scanning the sky above me and feeling the heavyweight push into my chest further.

I laughed and cried harder, feeling my face flush as I shook slowly. My head once filled with commotion and anger now empty as the music entered my ears. The lovely voice of Ricky Montgomary filled the air and my head. I swayed slowly staring at my laced tight Dock Martens. I giggled more at the pitiful sight that was myself. I shuffled and remembered my mom's words, my dad's words, and the soft voices of my brothers. The babble of my baby brother made me smile. I felt peaceful as I heard the honk of a car below me. I stood up walking in a circle on the tile roof. Stretching my back out and pressing pause on my computer I stared at the view before me, The lovely little sunset I loved watching. I was dying from the lack of sleep, staying up till 2 am sometimes even 4 or 5 am. The pressure of school and my grades plummeted to nothing but dust making me disappoint my family. I slowly slid off my golden circle glasses folding them up and placing them onto the keyboard of my computer wanting to pace more. I had no friends, but a wonderful boyfriend and an amazing cousin who were always there for me. They both made this decision so much harder to make. I loved my baby's smiling face and my cousin's shitty dark humor that never failed to make me laugh. The charming names my love called me filled my head. Memories of being small and finding trivial easter basics and shoving the fact that I found mine first in my cousins face. Both my love and my cousin played in some knock off version of beauty and the beast where my cousin put the wrong shirt on and had to rip it off. I laughed slightly remembering his struggle to remain calm in the end as the crowd giggled and laughed at his unintentional goof. But soon enough I thought about my clingy messages to my love. My pestering bitchy attitude towards my cousin and realized how much i fucked up their lives. My mind became foggy as I heard more voices and more people in my head. I wanted them to stop. Then I realized how much of a burden I lay on my family's shoulders. Being argumentative, and closed off. Letting myself fall off the perfect big sister pedestal. How much I hurt others without realizing. I crouched and covered my ears cryin, hitting at my head.

“GET OUT GET OUT!!” I cried out wanting no, needing help.

Wishing someone understood what was going on upstairs. I laid on my back covering my ears tight letting the tears run down my cheeks and onto the floor. I kicked my legs slamming my feet into the floor. The struggle was too much now. I closed my computer and pulled the crumpled up ball of papers out from my pocket. I wrapped up the little sushi headphone I stole from my cousin and unfolded the balls of paper. In crumpling them and making sure they were in order. I placed them on top of the computer and unlaced my shoes. I placed them beside the glasses and letter. I climbed over the rail taking a deep breath turning around and closing my eyes. I shoved myself off the rail...and fell.