Excerpt: October Lullaby

I got no sleep that night. After crying all night, I felt empty when morning came. Nobody came to force me to go to school that day. I was holding on to my pillow for dear life and refused to come out of my room. By noon, I was sitting in my windowsill wearing my pyjamas, just looking into space. It was a beautiful day. I felt it was unfair that the day would use the beauty it had taken from Louise and share it with the world. I didn’t want people ignorantly breathing her in without knowing who she was or what she meant to me. The emptiness I had felt earlier that morning was being filled up with anger towards the world, anger towards a God that would take something as perfect as Louise from me, and I felt like screaming off the top of my lungs. I didn’t move from my windowsill at all that afternoon. I had taken my favourite picture of Louise and put it in front of me. Memories of her had taken a roundtrip in my head while tears I didn’t know I still had came running as a river. Kye came over around 3pm. He didn’t say anything; he just walked in quietly, grabbed a chair and sat down next to me. Together we filled in the hole I had made for myself during the night.