Katrina’s point of view
‘Theo is dead. Thelma is dead.’ I kept saying it in my head as when I said it a few times, I would believe that they were dead.
I try to take deep breaths, but all the noise and cheering outside don’t help.
‘They are dead, Sage. Gone just like that I tried to hug myself as tears rolled down my cheeks.
This was so unbelievable.
I wasn’t close with Theo, but he always stood up for me when it mattered. He didn’t care what people would think. He stood up for me.
And Thelma? She was the only one who stood up for me when Xavier rejected me.
I sit in the enormous dish in my tent. Swinging back and forth, thinking of everything that’s happened.
I close my eyes thinking of Thelma and how she would always comb my hair whenever I was anxious and hum to tunes that I would complain about sometimes, but I would let her do it because it made her happy.
I bring my knees to my chest and hug them tight as I let the tears fall. Trying to think of Thelma’s favourite tunes, but I c
