Alone

 

It's the end of the 6th month and the little girl lies on the hospital bed, mum and dad by her side. Six months ago, a rear disorder commanded the medic to tell her she had only six months to live and here it is now. 

She holds her mother's hands so tight, looks at her straight in the eyes and says, "Promise me the land I'm heading to has light. I'm afraid of the dark. Promise me I won't be alone with him in the dark." 

Him...? 

Who's the little girl referring to? 

#EnjoyTheDark 

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