The darkness of the room seems to shelter me from the atrocities that daylight feeds your eyes. The screaming inside my head momentarily blocks out the sounds of terror from outside the blackened window. Sobbing violently into my hands, I hug my knees as close to my chest as the uniform allows. My temple rests tenderly on my knee, and for a second, I forget. For a second, the pain eases.
Everything has disintegrated into the lemon-coloured meadow. Brimming with primroses, the meadow is my favourite springtime destination. And then I see him. He's walking toward me, his face shining in the sun. His hair blows in the gentle breeze, and I feel myself starting towards him. I can't help but run. I slip into his arms naturally, and he squeezes me with such ease.
"Forever," he whispers to me.
I close my eyes and relax into his shoulders, gently murmuring my reply. "Forever."
The drip of murky water hits my forehead like a brick. The scent of rotting wallpaper brings my reality f