Nightly Sacrifices“She wasn’t supposed to die,” said Bleu, a blue haired teenage girl, through the tears running down her face, “ I couldn’t save her. She wasn’t happy. I didn’t- I couldn’t save her. She never told me. I’m so, so useless!”
She slammed her fist on the tree stump next to her, giving her many splinters. She was done. Bleu couldn’t live on without her friend. She looked up at the stars, wondering if her friend might be there waiting, for her.
“Cristi, I know you only passed yesterday,” Bleu started to herself, “and I know you may not hear me and all. I just wanted to say how much I miss you. How horrible life is without you, already. I’ve been thinking lately, and I want to be there with you. The world is full of horrible things. Those girls at school. The rejections we faced together. I just want it all to go away. But, when you have someone to face it wi