Someones POV.

Everyday since that incident I tried to forget what she had done to me. If I bury those memories then maybe they won’t come back. She was the same age as her but it has been a year now. I can see that she is different to her, there is warmth, sparks in her eyes when she smiles, it makes me feel that I need to protect that smile. But I am scared of what I will become if I do too much. She is different to her that is why I chose this bedroom, this bedroom was the one she hated the most. But to her, she told me she loved it.

The room is very bright which I hope it will keep her safe and happy.

“You and I are the same, you know you will never be pure." Her words I can still remember running through my head everyday. It still feels like she had just told me yesterday.

I want to fight it, deny it, anything but to admit it. But deep down inside my heart, I know that her words are true. I am afraid that I will become like her and start to follow her steps without knowing.

Each day I will move forward and not think about it.

I hope that someday, time will set me free from my past.