Azrael POV



I can't sleep. Christmas and Insomnia does not mix at all, since I can't sleep I have decided to take a around the surrounding neighborhood. I can't just go in my pajamas, so I need to change. I am choosing my white night gown to wear with my hair in a messy bun.

As I walk around the neighborhood I start to notice the number of kids my age that can't sleep. There at least 8-10 kids among them is Ishia a neutral acquaintance of mine, they seem to be looking at something.

The things they were looking at seemed to be skeletal horses?? Any normal kid would be scared but in me and the other's eyes, they look beautiful. Ishia looks thoughtful before asking me who I seen die, "What do you mean die?".

"Only people who've seen death can see Thestrals.", she says in a snobby tone. That was a bit rude and insensitive, my mother would wring my neck if I asked. A traumatic memory of my old friend Naomi comes up.

Naomi was a halfblood with white-ish hair and purple eyes, she had albinism. She and I went to a frozen lake when I was 8 and she was 9, little did I know it would break and I would lose a friend. I was in shock as my friend of 4 years died in front of me.

I quickly recovered and answered with, "You shouldn't ask such a personal question. You wouldn't like it if I asked, would you Ishia?". She just apologized for what she said and laughed sheepishly. I forgive her because I know she meant nothing by it.

I am sadden by how many kids my age have seen death, I hope it was a bit less traumatic than my experience.At this point I've decided this is enough fun and bid farewell to Ishia. I am still shocked but in some sick twisted way relieved I'm not alone.