Mum had been typing for ten minutes, I checked my small blue phone to see she had finally sent two messages. I went on her number to see what she had said. 

I stared at the text messages again.

And again.

And again.

Staring but not seeing. Not reading. Just staring at the black writing on the empty white background.

My mouth dropped open as I realised

What it meant.

My body shook and I crashed against the cold steel of my locker, my eyes fixed on the messages. I dropped downwards, sinking into the freezing hard floor.

I was drowning.

Amara. I'm so sorry. It's Alina. She's- 

Just come home, Ama, please. 

Amara, Everlasting. 

Alina, Light.

Everlasting light. 

Gone.

Forever.

My head was pounding, screaming, I was falling.

Falling. 

Falling.

Sinking.

Drowning in the black.