The light from the tunnel was just enough to reveal the bruises that seemed to cover every inch of Margot’s body. The children’s faces grew pale when they saw the blood dripping down from her finger nails. ¨Did… Did I miss it?¨ stuttered Margot. She took one step before collapsing to the ground. ¨What happened!¨ cried the teacher. ¨Go back to the room and wait for me.¨ Margot was rushed straight to the nurse. Five hours had passed before she woke to see walls covered with sun drawings, her drawing. It was her bedroom. Rising out of bed she was greeted with a sharp pain at her back, head, and hands. Hands… what had happened to her hands? Looking at her bloody bandaged, earlier that day came back to her. The others teasing, pushing, and locking
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It was her parents arguing.
¨We need to go back to Earth. It is the best thing for Margot.¨
¨You know we can not. We are needed here. The population has gotten out of control and it is not safe for Margot.¨
¨I know… I just do not know what to do.¨ replied the mother as she sat down in her chair. Margot looked back at the shattered glass. She studied each piece until she found the sharpest. Looking at the long vein that ran up her left arm, Margot had a thought. Pain… all there is, is pain. How do people stand it? You can spend your whole life in pain or you can do the most painful thing of all and be done with it. Margot had been thinking about this for months. She would whisper,¨ mommy… daddy.¨ every time she would feel herself getting too close to the edge. This time, however; she whispered,¨ mommy… daddy, I am sorry.¨ Margot took the sharpest shard in her hand and cut into her vein as deep as she could. The blood seemed to flood out so beautifully. Feeling faint, she laid down on the ground. Laying there, she looked at her favorite drawing of the sun. Quietly she said, ¨ I think the sun is a flower that blooms just for one hour.¨ As she drew her world faded to black--- she
It was her parents arguing.
¨We need to go back to Earth. It is the best thing for Margot.¨
¨You know we can not. We are needed here. The population has gotten out of control and it is not safe for Margot.¨
¨I know… I just do not know what to do.¨ replied the mother as she sat down in her chair. Margot looked back at the shattered glass. She studied each piece until she found the sharpest. Looking at the long vein that ran up her left arm, Margot had a thought. Pain… all there is, is pain. How do people stand it? You can spend your whole life in pain or you can do the most painful thing of all and be done with it. Margot had been thinking about this for months. She would whisper,¨ mommy… daddy.¨ every time she would feel herself getting too close to the edge. This time, however; she whispered,¨ mommy… daddy, I am sorry.¨ Margot took the sharpest shard in her hand and cut into her vein as deep as she could. The blood seemed to flood out so beautifully. Feeling faint, she laid down on the ground. Laying there, she looked at her favorite drawing of the sun. Quietly she said, ¨ I think the sun is a flower that blooms just for one hour.¨ As she drew her world faded to black--- she