Her eyes awaken to the once bright mornings with light to now the brutal nightmare she has walks, the path that she used to walk is now all gone… Where is the light? ... did the clouds cover the light that once prayed down on me? She sat up on her bed questioning every action she had ever done. Her blue eyes are like ice that no longer sparkles… They are bland with emptiness... she got off her bed, she walked out of her room, down the halls of her quiet and silent home, her footsteps were only heard.

She stopped near a window, her eyes landed to the outside of her home, the birds chirped the wind blew and the sun-rayed, a dream of perfection lies and deception. To stare harder and closer in the meaning of life you'll see the darkness hidden in light. To shine is no lie but remember it'll never be defined by light but through experience. Some people desire internal life, thus it is foolish you'll watch everything fall and die before you until you are left in nothing but space.

She looks at her hands that were once warm... "Why are they so cold?...why am I alone again." her hand touches her face, tears fall once again. Soon she gets dressed and ready, her stomach couldn't eat the pain still burning like a new wound that's still healing. She went to the library to drown herself in a non-realistic life, she searched for a book. A man from a distance couldn't help but stare at her, he gets up he was quite handsome and tall, all the ladies and men staring at him

(his top part: he had dark black messy hair light pale skin light pale gray hunter eyes straight nose rose mauve nude pink heart shaped lips perfect jawline and Adam Apple)

He walked to her, he leaned against the bookshelf he said with his low deep husky raspy soothing smooth voice hint of Russian accent "Hello dear, would you like my help-" Amelia looks at him with her cold stoic and emotionless face "Did I ask for your help, I don't think so fuck off." He smirked and a new find of interest in this woman he just met. she turns to leave and grabs her wrist. "Why don't you take this and my name is Xavier Villa Hendersonville." He puts his number in the pocket before leaving Amelia mumbles "Xavier?.. more problems." she walks out of the library with her new book and she sighs that guy was interesting though... she thought she shook her head before walking home. Amelia arrived home and couldn't stop thinking about Xavier.. Amelia tried taking a warm and bubbly bath to get that out of her head... didn't work so she added his number on her phone as she was in the bath tub... she texted him hi library Xavier. Amelia waits for him to respond and she's surprised how quickly he responded he said hello dear what's your name? she replied that my name is Amelia Rosa Warrendale.... was this a new awakening to her life.. ?