"Dad... Dad! You're late, wake up already!" My daughter yelled, pulling me from under the covers. I got up and started to get ready. "Come on Dad, I'm late too. We need to hurry." She said, handing me my breakfast and the car keys.

We got in the car and drove to her highschool. My daughter usually arrived late, so this is what an average day felt like for us. I stopped in front of her school. "Dad, school ends at 1 P.M. Do not forget to pick me up again, okay?" She ran inside the school. This girl... She'll never learn, now will she?

Time flew by at work, and before I realized it was time to pick my daughter up from school. I hurried to her school and saw her waiting for me at her usual spot. "Here Dad! I'm coming. You're late again," she got in the car "I was starting to get worried too. I really shouldn't though, you come late every day." She said. As part of our usual routine, I dropped her at home and went back to work.

As I got home, she was preparing dinner. "Here Dad, I made your favorite." She handed me my dinner. I left it at the table and went upstairs to my room. "Good night Dad." She yelled out as I went up the stairs.

The next morning, I slept in. It was a weekend, after all. I heard my daughter call me from downstairs. "Yeah, yeah, I'm coming." I groaned, walking downstairs into the living room. It was decorated with lights and balloons. There was a sign. It read: It's almost time...

The sign meant: It's almost time for the end. "Hey, Dad... You can guess what's about to happen, right?" She looked sad. "Let me guess, time's up in an hour?"

"Five minutes..." I realized what was about to happen. She started crying. "Our time is ending... I couldn't be of much help, I'm sorry." I hugged her. "You're wrong. I'm still sane because of you. I don't know how I'd deal with my life without you." She looked at me with eyes looking like they're ready to burst. "Ten seconds..." She hugged me harder, as she slowly disappeared. "Goodbye, Dad..." I took off my headset. Tears flowed down my cheeks as I placed it next to my dead daughter's picture. "Thank you for letting me see Sakura One... Last... Time..."

I just found out that I am pregnant. My first thought was ‘No! I cannot be pregnant. We were so careful!’ I was in a state of shock. I just could not understand how I was pregnant when I was on the pill and my boyfriend used condoms. I did not want to have a baby right now.

I got angry with my boyfriend, with my mom (she was the one who suspected that I might be pregnant), and with God (for allowing this to happen). I could not stop praying to God for me to have a miscarriage. I cried myself to sleep every night. The worst thing about all this wasn't the fact that I was pregnant, but that my boyfriend was not with me physically the entire pregnancy. I went to all the appointments by myself. I bargained with God. Soon I was house hunting for me. I didn't care anymore. I got everything needed for my baby.

My family was excited about the new baby, but could not be there for the birth. I went into labor three days after the baby' due date. I was in labor for 25 hours. When my baby decided to finally grace my presence, I did a complete 180. I went from not wanting this baby to loving her as soon as she was placed on my chest. Nine years later and I still love her so much.

She could have broken your heart,

But instead she broke her own,

For she did not want you to feel the pain,

That had been all she’d ever known.

She took away your tears,

In exchange for her smiles,

She gave you back lost time,

And turned back the dials.

Laughter was exchanged for sadness,

Your order for her chaos,

Your joy for her depression,

Your gain from her loss.

She could have been selfish,

Deep down it’s what she wanted to do,

But her crave for a joyous life,

Was overridden by her love for you.

She may seem fine,

Behind the false grins,

But inside she is screaming,

Why could she never gain any wins?

She gave it all up for you,

But she couldn’t rid you both of strife,

So she chose you instead,

But the suffering caused her to end her own life.

Thank you tinaanne06 for the great prompt!

My name is Abigail, and 5 years ago I set out with my friends on a journey to make the perfect world. With an ancient power we could destroy the world and rebuild it with our own rules in mind. We each had our own reasons to join the Angels, led by a mysterious man that opened our hearts. My reason was because I had no parents, I never met them and I don't know why they didn't want me, but I had my sister, Emma. Together Emma and I grew up working long and hard, and we eventually found ourselves fighting in the military, on a mission she got seriously hurt and there was nobody there but me to help her, she died in my arms that day. Ever since then I've hated this world and its rules, I missed my dear baby sister every wretched day that passed by.

My name is X, and I joined the Angels because I was neglected and abused as a child. My parents never even bothered to name me, so I decided "Why not name myself after the most common variable so I can change it later..." I never changed it obviously. Back as a child I had aspirations to be a scientist, someone important even, but my parents always put my dreams down and told me it was hopeless. I ignored them and worked on it anyway, I built wonderful machines way ahead of my time, I could heal someone with a blast of a laser that I made at age 7. I ended up running away from home to pursue my dreams of helping people with my brilliance, and I found Ted, leader of the Angels. He inspired me by saying that I truly had potential and that he needed me. We were friends for a long time and we finally began our plan after the worst day of his life. He lost his daughter in a car accident and the other one was severly injured.

My name is Ted, leader of the Angels. I began this organization because this world is cruel and unfair. People are so miserable every day and people delude themselves into thinking they have things to be happy for. Way back when I first started this, I got into a car accident and it ended up taking my youngest daughter's life, the other one was put into a coma, my wife was infuriated with me. Police found alcohol in the car and they suspected that I was drunk driving. Truthfully I had it in there because the girls were going to a birthday party and I brought it for the adults. It was a stupid error caused by my ignorant youthful search for fun and happiness. My wife divorced me and took custody of our surviving daughter, but in my desperation I swept Abigail from her room that night and brought her to X, my sweet baby girl was still hurt severely, hardly able to maintain her memory. I ordered X to fix her, and to give her a false memory so that she wouldn't remember this tragedy, I was surprised when X said she couldn't forget Emma. I then asked her to distort that memory of Emma, she still had to die in her memory but she wouldn't remember the right reason for how it happened.

My name is Alex, and 5 years ago I set out on a journey to save the world, a group that called themselves the Angels were seeking a power to destroy the world and recreate it to their perfect design, I couldn't accept that because it would mean the destruction of all progress we made here, every action, every person that ever lived, every moment of joy would all be reset and gone just for the chance at something better. It was a long journey, but certainly worth it. I met many different people across the worlds and eventually I made friends with some people that were once my enemies. Abigail, was shown the truth and X was glad to join us because she was sick of hurting people and felt forced to carry this mission out, it was so stressful for her that she even tried to kill herself just to escape it, but Abigail saved her and reassured her that in the new world she could let go of her guilt from the many crimes that she committed. When they started seeking the power X came back to her family and she killed them all to prevent them from being in the new world for vengeance at what they had done to her, but she realized that she was going insane because she was bipolar and it caused her to hurt them and fail to hurt herself.

Finally, 5 years after this I can honestly say that all of us have gotten so much better, we collected the power and used it to bring Emma back and to cast the power away so it couldn't be used again. All of us still hang out to this day like a family, X sold her knowledge and became rich, she used it to donate to many charities and she even opened up her own community center to help those in need. Abigail and Emma were reunited with their mother, we were freed from our mundane lives and we explored the world to try out freedom. I found love, made many true friends, experienced so many great things and I led people to freedom and happiness because they deserved it. My name is Alex, and this is how we choose to redirect the path of the Angels.