She was so warm and kind. No one had ever held me so tenderly before. I began to weep and I clung to her desperately. She softly stroked my hair.

“ It’s okay to give up,” she said softly. “ It’s okay to let other people do everything for you…”

“ Please help me,” I cried. “ I’m so alone and I’m so scared and no one is helping me! Please help me!”

She rubbed my back and soothed me. She gathered me up in her arms. There was a light sound like a windchime and little cyan bubbles rose up all around us and we ascended into the sky, clipping through all the geometry.

GIVE UP

GIVE UP

GIVE UP