" Sage, you are a blessed child."
mother,with your beaming smile that woke me up everyday, you loved me and never got angry, you corrected all my flaws and accepted me for who I am. You always looked at me in the eyes and told me I was blessed; I'm sorry mother.
" what a bright daughter I have!"
father, you never failed to compliment me. The smallest things I did always made you proud, Because of you I wanted to work hard and be the best so that praises would never run dry from you mouth; I'm sorry father.
" Sage! brother's here to protect you!"
brother, I'm sorry I never played the role of a good big sister. No matter what happened you were always more mature than me. Smarter than me, better than me, yet you never gave up on me and always came to the rescue; I'm sorry brother...
Everything was perfect,everything was like a fairy tale,yet everything came to an end.
" Sage run!!!!"
but I don't want to leave you...
" I'm sorry Sage."
why?, why are you apologizing?
" Sage, brother loves you, I'm sorry..."
I never got the chance to say I love you too.
" Capture the girl!!!!!"
what did I ever do?
me? all this was because of me? they killed my family because of me?. Like a video put on replay, the images of my massacred parents hunted my thoughts.
I ran.
I continued running.
Hoping to escape reality.
Hoping to die.
Anger.
Rage.
Sadness.
Regret.
emotions I thought I could never feel ran through my head. Tears never finished, neither did strength, I just ran. Strange people want me dead and I don't know why.
If only I wasn't born, If only I didn't exist,if only then they would be alive.
mother...you always said I was blessed. Is this a blessing, is this what it means to be blessed. I do not want to be blessed, let me stay normal, let me be cursed..I want to see you again mother, father, brother. Why did you all leave me,no;I was the one that let go.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
" Make sure girl doesn't go far, stupid child, running without aim. catch her and take her there."
" Yes ma'am!"
" Arnold!"
a man wearing a black suit who was hiding in the shadows came forward and knelt on one knee facing his master.
" yes master...."
" supervise our troops, we have to catch that brat before she does anything stupid."
" yes master."