I’ve spent years since gaining my power, learning the in and outs. Or so I had thought. I learned healing was something I could do, healing humans emotionally, physically, mentally, spiritually. I could heal. I used it for good. For years I had used this. To help them overcome any pain or hurt they had crossed or the wrongs they needed fixed. That was until I found out about the cost to using it. ...

There was place I could hold within,

Where pain seemed impossible,

Where love reined an shined.

It held cherished moments

When I looked upon it.

The night sky.

Where light from stars,

And deep blue from the night

Had held it all,

The pains,

The needs,

The love

But now?

Now the sky full of stars seemed dead,

And cold.

A place that been once so magical,

Now hurt to behold....

September 3, 1987

The light had shined upon my face waking me. I’d always loved be waken by the light. Especially how the light always is bright enough to wake me in the early hours so I could sneak out and run down the pasture to get to the river crossing to see him before he left for town.

Gods he did have the utterly most beautiful ocean blue eyes. That always seemed to hold me ca...

I sit there collecting the least amount of dust. As I’m everyone’s favorite spot to step. I’ve been used many times. Over the years I’ve just started to creak. Whether it be a loud creak or a almost silent creak. I’m about 2 feet long and I’m a dark oak slate of wood that sits as a wood panel they use for the floor. I’m not really a living thing but I can feel one’s weight when stepped on and can ...

The bullet connects with his chest. Bullet. He was shot. He fell backwards. Off the cliff. It felt like a slow motion movie, but this wasn’t a movie. He was shot and he’s gone. A gasp escapes my throat followed by a retched scream that travels past my lips. Tears start streaming down my face. They turn towards me. Oh god. I screamed. Before I can comprehend what my actions just cost me they start ...