Creative Writing: Radiant Hope

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So much can happen in a few minutes, to everyone else, it's just a few minutes nothing special, but to me those few minutes were a lifetime... it started when Radiant Hope brought out the crystal heart from her bag, she handed it to me saying, it was the lock that kept the umbra imprisoned, and that smashing it will free the umbra forever... Okay, she didn't say that last part fully since Rabia finished what she was going to say, and a part of me wondered if Hope would have finished her sentence. As I held the crystal heart everything around me didn't seem to matter, I barely even reacted when the main six and her friends went down, my focus was on the heart. But I did hear Rabia ask me what I was doing, I answered, saying I was remembering …show more content…

good, yes that's the word, I even thanked Hope for believing in me, even when I didn't believe in …show more content…

I asked hope to never run away again and do good in the world, her answer was I will, I was fading into the light but I finally got my wish, I got to see the crystal fair I even told hope what I was thinking when she asked, "It's more beautiful than I ever imagined." If this was to be the last thing I saw then I was glad it was her. Then I faded it was strange that I felt peaceful but I did, I took what I got until Hope started to use her magic on me, I asked her what she was doing, she was trying to help me, I told her that she can't do it on her own she'll hurt herself, but then she wasn't alone. I couldn't understand why the other four were helping me, I asked them why, they each gave me a reason and I didn't feel like I deserved it, but if they chose it then fine, with one bright flash, I was standing in one piece again. I couldn't believe it, I was back I felt myself as I asked if I was really here, Hope calling me and hugging me told me I was, she saved me. She had some help but she brought me back, I was grateful and expressed it to everyone, I was different and it was the time I forgave someone as well... Princess Amore, I didn't kill her just shattered her statue. If we rebuilt her then I think we can bring her back, and when that happened I will ask for her forgiveness and tell her, she was

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