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When Keahilani became a hero, she expected to see tragedies, a poorly written play falling apart in front of her. She hoped to just be a side character, cast into meaningless roles yet detrimental to the story. And things had gone how she hoped! She got into hero school, met her boyfriend(s), and rose through the ranks as the youngest top hero to ever exist! She used her powers for good, and never once let greed drive her. She had firmly set morals, a good home life, and was willing to inspire and support those around her even if she didn't agree. That's what makes a good hero. That's what she was told.
So why did her story end so soon? Who decided that her role came to a close? And why such a tragic end for such a good person? Nonetheless a painful, drawn-out death. It could have been prevented, yet no one came to save her as she had done for many.
Even if the pages to her book ran out of ink and came to a close, pages in other books continued turning. Due to her death, others continued to thrive. And yes, maybe you could call it a noble sacrifice, a fate she couldn't outrun, but to her, it was the end of everything. A moment where not even her lovers could hold her hand and whisper sweet nothings until she passed. She didn't get that privilege. Instead, she had rebar protruding through her stomach as she was slowly frozen, and being ripped to shreds. A death that she did not deserve. And all she got in return was a segment on the news and a private funeral in which family was the only people allowed to say goodbye.
And if she had been able to live through the event, or even give one last piece of advice she would mention the importance of how“In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to
think about ever again. But you do. And that is a good thing, whether you wish it to be or not is another story.”
Keahilani would never get to spend her days sitting with her boyfriends on the beach, melting the sand into glass pendants while the others swam and played. Keahilani could never sit in the library, with a cat in her lap and a hot drink in her hand. Keahilani would never see her hometown, or the beaches she grew up on again, all due to the lack of preparation
from the adults she trusted. Keahilani was no older than 17 when she died.
The only good news about Keahilani’s story is that you can turn back the pages and fix what has been done. After all, paper and ink are easy to replace with something new. And maybe, that's all Keahilani needs to get a happy ending.