The day I got that phone call I knew was the beginning of the end, that day was the last day I felt real fear. The fact that you’d be taken from me at any moment. That phone call was in fact my worse fear realized. That day it felt like you were ready to stop protecting me from the world but in that same hour I knew you wouldn’t be there to protect me at all. I flew to you, I ran to you only to see nothing was ever going to be the same again, my protector is no more, my protector is gone, I saw you laying there with no soul left just an empty shell tired of fighting the black demon inside you. And yet I still screamed at you “ I’m  not ready to protect myself “ not realizing she needed me to protect her from her from her own fears. That very I began to protect myself for her.