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[Dead Loli]

Hidden Angels By Sakura

She sat there in her room crying hugging an old ragged teddy bear. She was in pain, to much of it for my taste. Her name was Lilly. She was only five. She was cute as could be. Her hair was long and the color of sunshine its self. Her eyes were the color of the bright blue sky but were always clouded by tear. She was thin and pale except for the little splotches of black and blue that were scattered all through out her body. She wore a tattered old white dress that was ripped and torn.

Her room was nothing more than the small attic. It was dusty and beaten, like her. The bed was nothing more then a squeaky old cot and if it squeaked to much that man would go and beat her. Beside the cot was an old cardboard box she used to put things on. On the box was a picture of a woman she knew for to short of time. The woman was beautiful, The same golden hair, the same blue eyes. But there was one big difference about the woman and the girl. The woman was smiling. On that very same box the girl had a single candle that she kept with care. It lit the night and kept the bad things from coming.

I looked in the attic window at the girl. I whispered her name. Her turned and looked at me with her big blue eyes filled with tears. She looked frightened but I smiled with care. She crept slowly to the window. She couldn’t bare to wake the man that lay passed out on the couch. She opened the window asked in a soft voice “ What are you doing here.” I Stepped inside. I walked her to her bed and laid her down gently. “I’m here to help. I can stop the pain. I can make that man go away.” She looked up at me with such hope and such happiness I almost cried. “just lay down with your teddy and dream sweet lovely dreams” I told her while pulling the thin sheet over her shivering body. She was so young she didn’t know the true horror that lay ahead. She closed her eyes and smiled for once. I snuffed out the candle just in time to her faint little voice “Thank you” she sighed “You must be the angel mommy always talked about” I patted her head and told her good night. No, she was wrong I was no angel.

It was only a matter of minutes before the man woke the little girl up. The man had hurt her many times before and in more ways then one. Tonight would be the worst of it all. He told her to take her dress off but she pleaded no. He hit her and toke out a knife that he had concealed from her sight. Scared, she would slowly answer his demands. He would touch her with his cold rough hands. He would strip off his clothing and make her touch him. If she cried he would hit her. If she spoke without him telling her what to say, he would slap her. If she pleaded or asked him to stop he would cut her. Time went by slowly. The man grabbed the girl by the wrist and forced her on to the small cot. Scared and frighted she let out a small wimpier. The man forced him self onto his own daughter. She cried in pain but that only led to more hits, slaps and cuts. He made her say that she loved him and she was so thankful to him, and that she love it.

Hour after hour went by. The man was growing tired of the girl’s whimpering and pleading. After making the final blow he got of the girl and watched her cry for what seemed like ages. I stood beside the girl. She was bleeding from every part of her body. Her skin was deeper shads of blue and black then I has ever seen. The man put his shirt and pants back on. He pulled back out the knife and said to her “Your just as worthless as you no good mother. Your worthless and pathetic. Your good for nothing. Its a shame for me to call you my kid.” She cried even harder and wished for all of this to end. The man forced her dress back on. She looked up a me, I smiled warmly. It was the best I could do. The man lifted the knife into the air and plunged it into her body. She screamed in pain.

Slowly Lilly slipped into the darkness that welcomed her. I called her name into the darkness. She found her way to me slowly. She glowed a pail white. Her smile was warm. Her skin was free of all cuts and beating marks. I led her away to the light that seemed so far away. She toke my hand and smiled. Her eyes unclouded by tears. “You are my angel” She spoke with the warmth of her heart “I knew it.” I smiled right a long with her. We walked together into the light that would bring Lilly home. Home to her mother.

I have broken wings and no halo. No white gown or beautiful singing voice. I look nothing like an angel yet I’m dead. But in away I guess I am her angel I’ve been with her, and her alone, ever sense she was born. I helped her through her mothers death, the countless attacks made by her father, every time the people next door tried to take Lilly away from that rotten man. Even though I have been with Lilly all I could ever do was smile, tuck her in and watch her in her sleep.

“Angel, what’s your name” I was pulled from my thoughts by Lilly’s question. Name? I…. I don’t know, was I ever really given a name. “Lilly How bout this, why don’t you give me a name one you love and will always remember.” I told her with my same smile. She ran head f me and stopped. “I got it” she yelled as she turned to face me. She smiled and said with joy “Rosa. From now on your name is Rosa” I felt for the first time in a long time the tingling sensation of true happiness rush over me and fill me up. Replacing all the pain and hurt I had felt with Lilly.

We had been walking for what seemed like days. The light we had been seeking had grown brighter with every step we have taken. But I now for a fact that this light is because of this girls smile. The light finally dimmed as we walked up to the two gates. One gold and covered with beautiful detail and ivory growing along its posts. Then the other gate. It was black iron covered with rust and thorny vines. “Rosa were are we” Lilly clung to my arm. “At the gates of heaven and hell” I tried to sound happy but I knew all to well what would happen after this.

The golden gates opened and the song of beautiful music flowed with it. Lilly peered in side. She gasped at the hundreds of people that lined the golden streets ready to welcome her in. She turned and looked up at me. “You live her” She sounded so happy so exited all I could do was nod. She looked back into the crowd and feel silent. There standing right in front of everyone else was someone she knew and loved. Her mother. She toke off running letting go of my hand. Her mom looked so much like Lilly that I thought for a moment they were twins. She jumped into her mothers arms and started to cry. This time I didn’t run to Lilly to comfort her. My job was done. It was now time to start this curse all over-again. It was time for me to go back to Earth and be with another new born child. Lilly looked up at me as the golden gates closed. “Thank you Rosa. I’ll never forget you o.k. I promise” Lilly was still crying but these tears were not of pain but of happiness. I felt my self being pulled back to Earth. “Goodbye Lilly, I’ll never forget” and with that I was gone.

We may not look like angels or seem like one. But the truth is no matter who we’re with or how many times we have to say goodbye, we are a secret force out to help all we can. In away we are all hidden angels.