Alexia Starlit: The Angel I Killed

About 9 years ago, in my 4th grade year, I had a friend named Alexia Starlit. She was two years older than me, oldster sister of one of my closest friends, and my closest friend at the time. Pretty much a sister. My parents had met her and her sister, Nehoan, but don’t even remember either. They don’t even know this story.

There is this thing where so lived, a selection of sorts for the 4 local gangs. They’d come, watch us fight to the near death, and would claim is before we reached middle school. Alexia didn’t want me participating. We argued about it, and she stabbed me in the thigh, and shoved me into a closet. When I got out, the selection was over, and Alexia was gone. I was furious.

Being a newly aged 9 yr old, I opened my mouth about why I wasn’t there. I told everybody about it. So, a couple of guys from one of the gangs took it upon themselves to “teach her a lesson”. I got a phone call from Aether, Nehoan’s adopted sister, and my friend. Thankfully I was at a friends house, and they took me to the hospital.

Before I could say anything, she told me “A cut for a cut, a life for a life, even if I die, you must live your life. Swear to me now, as I die, that you will never say goodbye,”

i swore begging her  to stay. She left. I had killed an Angel. And so, I can’t take my promise. I cant take back the hurt. I tried my first suicide attempt. Aether threatened to go through all nine rings of Hell, slap Satan and Death around, and drag me back so she can choose my fate, Capitorian said she would cry, which in itself would be a miracle and a half thousand. Nehoan said “You are all I have left. If you go then I will soon follow.”

so I remain in this Hellhole of a world, to help others. Especially ones like me.