Dementors are on the loose!

She can feel it.

They are sucking out all the happiness.

Leaving everyone dazed.

Sad.

Angry.

In a bad mood.

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He left suddenly.

Have no idea why.

Staring at the screen, waiting for his reply.

Without warning at all, he went offline.

No blames there. He is sick. Understandable.

It must be her fault anyway.

For keeping quiet.

He said, "Shhh.."

So she took his meaning to be literal.

She didn't utter a word thereafter.

How stupid can she be?

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So many thoughts in her mind.

It's like all jumbled in there, blown into disarray by a whirl wind.

Suddenly, everything seems bleak.

The canopy of trees shifted, blocking out all light.

The wind grew still. She grinded to a halt, sensing something amiss. The darkness behind was terrorising. The unknown path ahead grew forebidding. The leaves from above started falling. The whole place fell silent except for the occasional crisp of the leaves. Her breathing was amplified, her fear along with it.

She was alone.

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Outside, the pitch darkness is overwhelming. It consumed everything. There is nothing to be seen. Everyone's peacefully asleep. Not a noise stirred. It was calm.

On her desk, the clock ticked. She stared at it, her mind in a dazed.

'Tick Tock!' went the clock, in a constant rhythm that refuse to cease.

10 mins.

The clock was still ticking.

15 mins.

She was still staring.

20 mins.

She rose from her stupor and tore herself away from the clock.

Still pondering over the incident just now.

Why did he leave without a word?

It must be her.

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So many thoughts.

No dustbins for them.

Overflowing, yet nowhere to place them.

Her brother is sick.

Her heart aches.

He is sick.

Her heart feels torn apart.

Her friends feel demoralised.

Unhappy.

Sullen.

Her heart goes out to them.

Feeling helpless.

Confused.

Useless.

Utterly worthless.

Feel like disappearing.

Feel like dying.

Why is life so difficult?

End of story.

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For once, she let her guard down, allowing the evil darkness to seep in. It trickled in, unnoticed at first. By the time someone noticed, it was too late.

The battle rages on.

She shall fight.

She shall make him happy. Even when he is sick. She will learn from her mistakes. History will not repeat. She will not make him angry again. She shall propel him from behind. In silence, she shall watch him on his journey.

She shall guide her friends if they lose their way. She shall hold the light that they so desparately need. She shall walk beside them, so that they won't feel lonely.

One day, she will succeed, and the smiles will be returned to their faces. This time, it will not be a facade.

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"Let your light so shine before men,

that they may see your good works,

and glorify your Father

which is in heaven."

-Matthew 5:16-