HEAL OR BREAK ME

SHB

e years old when

grandma to pick me up from scho

me home instead. I thought she did so whe

as w

ide and constantly watched me fr

t, I saw an ambulance, police cars, and lots of people, espec

all speaking in hushed tones. Some were even crying. I went int

"Mrs. Thompson, what's happenin

e yourself. She's right there, waiting fo

nk my grandma would be there. "Grand mama!" I screamed. Head

e, "Aria, honey, I'm so sorry

before. Grandma had said things like, "My time i

going? Who's going to be with

w, my darling, but I want you to be brave.

erstand then,

ay to a corner. Soon enough, the crowd dispersed, the neighbors began

as I always do whenever I'm heartbro

when I

, offering me a white handkerchief laced with silver linings. "Don't cry

down, wiping my eyes, ready to go with him but as I opened my eyes, he was nowhere to be found. The next-door neighb

Grandma talked a

d on to that handkerchief because I knew he was the an

I nev

O THE P

now, he hasn't

Did he

ered the courage to question h

subconscious scoffed at his

en following me all day? I questio

? How did you get in here

'm Kael, your

el? What do you think thi

ng his gaze to his wrist. A

o the kitchen, and

ing. But I just carried on.

are you

l me who you are! Why were you following me? You have te

ot do that" he add

onds, I co

gantly. The knife began trembling on my

e raised his hand

his hands, clouding me and th

gradually

swift arms caught me. His scen

o him, losing