The Invisible Friend

Right now...Somehow the whole world felt right. She sat up high on the roof of the old weather beaten farm house. It was a cold winter night. She had climbed through the gable window breathing deeply in the fresh January air. The icy shingles pressed up against the thin flannel of her pajama pants. She had thrown on a sweater and thrust her toes into a pair of toasty warm boots. She could feel her face blush as it was beaten by the shrill winds blowing around her. She hadn't had an easy life....Her parents fought most of the time, and her sister had run away from home three months ago. She had been in and out of relationships for the last year. Leaving behind her scattered dreams and broken hearts. Her parents could care less about her and her sister but only of getting what they wanted from one another. She would wake up in the morning to the screaming voice of her mother shouting and would fall asleep at night hearing her father throwing things around the house smashing them in his fury. She had always felt alone in the world. She had come from a broken home and a broken family. Things always seemed to fall apart in her life. Nothing ever turned out right for her. The only place where she could escape the screams and the constant pain was on the roof. She would climb out at night and stare at the stars! No one would bother her there. She could sit in peace and watch the stars dance in the heavens. Out of harms way she felt safe. She felt as if she belonged out there amongst the sky where she had room to breathe and room to cry. She would call out to her invisible friend and he would always answer. She would speak with him every day and would tell him her troubles. She could only hear him and could never see him except through the works of others by his hands. He would stay with her for as long as she wanted to hear his voice. She could feel him in the darkest places...She could hear in him the worst pain...She could touch him in her most fearful hours... and he would always reach out to her and pull her to safety. She loved him and he loved her. He helped her through her troubles and guided her through the darkness. Yet on the roof when it was silent she could hear him whisper softly that he loved her....That her parents problems were not her own...That true love covers all sin. Yes in his presence the whole world seemed right...Because she is the air that I breathe.....Can you hear Him whisper??
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