The begining

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I lay here knowing it's only a matter of time till I die. My name is Elena and I was Diagnosed with lung cancer when I was twelve years old. A few years later my father committed suicide.

I never thought his death would change my mother so much. My mother sits beside me filled only with anger and disgust. She blames me for everything. I never thought I would be so ready to leave this world.

She slowly gets up without a single look, and walks away, Like I didn't even matter. As time faded away, I felt as if I did too.

It was getting harder to breathe and everything hurt. The doctors were literally waiting for me to die. I was trying to remember every moment with my dad, every single second.

My dad was my everything. I never understood why he committed Suicided. But I now believe it was because of my mom.

She started drinking and being abusive after dad came home from long business trips. But he was truthful and would never cheat on her.

I remember how dad would always bring me home a snow globe to put on my shelf. And we would watch the stars. He would always tell me, if you ever feel alone at night just look up at the stars, and I always be with you.

It was 12:00 am, when it happened. Not death but a guy appeared out of know where. He had hazel brown eyes and dark black hair, And strange clothes. "Hello Elena". He said with a smirk on his face.

"I want to help you". He said reaching out his hand for me to hold. I try my hardest to move away from him, but my body stayed still.

His hand touches mine and he starts take of all the cords that we're helping me breathe with his other hand. I struggle to breathe, the machine beside me is beeping as my heart starts to stop beating. Before it stops he grabs me and we disappear as if it was magic.

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