Shane sat down on a bench that was right in the middle of the park. It was pitch black outside. Probably somewhere around two in the morning, though he did not have a watch so he was not for sure of the exact time. it felt like it was after midnight but closer to it then it did until the sun came up. So two in the morning seemed to be a good starting point. He leaned back against the bench and let his head fall back, allowing him to see what he could of the stars. The bright lights from the city always made it a little harder to get a really good view of the stars but what he could see was truly amazing. He was amazed sometimes by the beauty in the world, unfortunately in Shane's world, the ugly things seemed to out weight the beautiful things and he had a feeling that it was going to forever be that way.

Even with his new found magical power did the world just seem as incredibly dark as ever. It was almost suffocating. He knew that it would get better, that soon he would be able to live with Tabitha being gone, but he knew that he would never be ok with it. People kept telling him that he would be fine eventually. People who had never lost someone like this in there life. He wished he could make them see how empty he was on the inside. How truly alone he felt every time he walked down the hall to his room and saw the girls only sign on his little sisters door that was always just ajar. Almost welcoming him in, though he would never allow himself to push those doors open.

Shane looked down at the ground and sighed. Sometimes he could not believe that just over two months ago he was laying in a hospital bed next to his sister trying to tell her that everything was going to be alright, even though they both knew that she was not. She was very bright for her age. Kind of sad that an eleven year old had come to terms with the fact that she was going to die long before anyone else around her. She spent the last few months of her life trying to make people realize that she was going to be ok and so were they. He did not want to say that she was right, because he was not ok, and he did not know when he was going to be ok, but right now she was wrong but he hated to admit that. He wanted her to be right.