Moving Can be Painful.

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Moving Can be Painful

Iliana Galen looked down and felt giddy. Sitting on a ledge part way down a really high cliff, who wouldn’t? But the crashing waves below didn’t cast a shadow of fear over her like they did to many people. The white foam cascading round the rocks far below seemed to her like a soft bed of feathers she longed to reach. How had she got there? Blocking out the shouts of Thea and the rescue team, the scene re-played through her mind like a dream.

She’d been walking along the cliffside with Thea. Her friend had invited her there because it was one of Iliana’s favourite places to go. It was a way to escape from the depression of her life so far. She’d been going there since her childhood when she visited with her old friend Keller.

"Look, there’s something I need to tell you," Thea said softly.

"What? Is something the matter?" Iliana looked at her friend with concern.

"Not exactly…Well, I s’pose there is really. I don’t want you to be angry. My dad’s just been promoted."

"Well, that’s great!" she exclaimed, but quickly changed her mood when she saw that her friend wasn’t smiling. "You’re leaving aren’t you?"

Thea prepared herself for what she knew would happen after she said her next few words.

"Yes. We have to, it’s in Ireland. I’m really sorry but we have to go."

"How can you leave? You can’t!" She could see that her friend didn’t have much say in the matter, but she caught a glimpse of something in Thea’s eyes. She wanted to go. She wanted to leave Iliana, just like everyone else. She felt angry and hurt and, looking across at her friend, her eyes burnt through Thea. "You want to go! I can tell! You want to leave me all alone here! I don’t have anyone else, you know that, but you still want to go."

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Thea had got to know Iliana well in the last couple of years. She’d helped her through some of the problems when she’d been deserted by everyone, an orphan without a friend. She knew that this would be a major blow to her.

"Yes I do want to go, but I don’t want to leave you."

"You do, I know you do!" Surges of hate of the betrayal that her friend had bestowed on her crept through her veins. Maybe she was over-reacting, but she didn’t care. All she could see was that yet another person was deserting her, leaving ...

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