Collide "When Two Worlds Become One"

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Chapter One

Family is the haven in this heartless world, Family is the one place where you don’t feel abandoned.

It’s the Kingdom where children feel safe. Its one thing in your life you can’t choose to be part of.

The rain poured down around the crowd of strangers dressed in black, no one was happy there was tears and sounds of crying. White roses surrounded a freshly dug grave as a coffin was slowly lowered into the darkness beneath the ground a prison no one could escape from the one thing most people feared. Death surrounded the group of mindless zombies playing their respects to the late Arianna Joyce Richards.

Arianna Joyce Richards.

Born- June 20th 1989 Died-November 20th 2011

Beloved mother, daughter and wife

Will be truly missed but never forgotten

Forever in the hearts of those she loved.

A girl pushed her way through the crowds clutching a single white rose in her hands, she was swarmed by zombies staring at her like she was something to eat. It was her mother’s funeral and she wanted to let the rose fall onto the coffin before it hit the darkness where her mother would sleep forever. She wished she could get there sooner she didn’t know her mother would do this to herself sure her mother had tried to commit suicide before and failed. Pushing the zombies back as they all wrapped their arms around her slim body dragging her backwards she wanted to scream but nothing came out. She wanted to fight them off but her limbs wouldn’t connect with her brain, she wasn’t scared she wasn’t anything. She was just another face among the crowd.

Watching as the coffin was finally lowered to its depths the girl just stood there numb tears fall down her cheeks mixing the drops of rain that where crashing to the ground. She watched as everyone started to whisper a silent prayer then turned to leave. The female just stood still as time had stopped she didn’t really care if anyone thought she was weird she had just buried her mother she was lost inside. Felling a hand rest on her shoulder slight she turned her neck slight so her blue eyes locked on her father’s.

“It’s time to go Nevaeh.” He spoke with a comforting tone as he wrapped his arm around his daughters shoulder and pulled her into a hug. He didn’t know what else to do, her mother was always better at these moments in time he could hear her bugging him already.

“Adam, don’t baby her too much, she's going through a tough time at the moment be there for her, don’t let her get lost in her anger, nothing good will come out of it.”

He shook his head then placed his lips to his daughter hair.

 The hours since the funeral seemed go by in such a blur it was hard for Nevaeh to even come to terms that it was even real, it felt like she was in a dream world a night mare she couldn’t wake up from. People would come up and give their condolences about the passing of her mother shake her hand or pull her in for a hug before leaving and the next person in the line would do the same. Nevaeh was thankful for this though she wasn’t in the right stage of mind to even register that her was dead it felt like her body was in auto pilot. Her limbs just locked and stood still until she needed to move and join her father at a table for food and drinks as everyone started to tell stories about her mother in her memory of course. The female just sat there staring at her plate she didn’t have the stomach to touch the food her mind felt like had put a sign up saying on vacation be back when this nightmare ends.