The stars used to shine bright in this world. My eyes would always sparkle in awe as I stare at the light engulfing me. Yet, I knew the day it will cease would come sooner or later. At the age of 14th, I was one of them who were victim of the sorrowful event that conclude the world to lose light.

And I was one of the people who fought to bring hope once more. But with no clue to shed light, one by one, everyone disappear and join with the darkness. The only one left was me, continue to strive for a future to share.

Despite my clumsy self, I always stand up.

"One step at a time" My mother would always tell me.

But being reminded now, I feel my face wet and sadden. It would be nice if it was like old times. Oh, how I wish to go back in time. If only I had listen.

"Hold on dear, I'll check outside to see the situation" Mother warned. "Don't go outside"

Without worry, a small voice suddenly called out. "Help..."

"Hello?" I ask curious. "Is anyone there?"

Then, we'll I wouldn't have to be separated.