Ariana sat in the chair as she tossed her head back. She watched as more and more books flew around, shifting from place to place. "I don't like this." She said to herself as she brought her legs up and hugged her knees. "I seem to have a knack for hurting people." She continued. No one was there to listen to her or offer words of comfort.
Ariana could feel her eyelids starting to flutter as her vision started to fade. "I guess I will have to work harder...." She whispered. Soon enough she started to jerk awake, she was losing the battle but the waiting, the emotional exhaustion, the silent shuffling in the room made her want to sleep. She stopped fighting and let sleep take over. "You're safe." She heard a familiar voice call out as a warm embrace engulfed her.
