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To an artist there was nothing quite as intimidating as a blank canvas. As Sienna looked down at the lantern in her hands she saw a blank space that seemed impossible to fill. You were supposed to write down the name of a loved one you had lost or write a letter to the people you could never speak to again. Sienna hesitated with her sharpie over the paper lantern unable to work up the nerve to write anything at all. When Camp Halfblood fell she ran, and she ran without looking back. She couldn’t say for sure if many of the people she loved were alive or dead. Sienna found herself afraid to write down a name in case that person was still out there somewhere.
She couldn’t tell if she would feel better or worse if she knew for certain who could be counted among the dead. What she did know for sure was that she needed a hug right now. Ideally she would have gone to the lantern ceremony with someone. Having someone’s arms around her would have brought her comfort and keep her grounded. Seeing all of the lanterns float away was going to be heartbreakingly beautiful and she couldn’t help but wish she had someone to share it with right now.
It occurred to Sienna that she couldn’t be the only one who was feeling this way. How many people from Camp Halfblood were currently missing their closest friends? Maybe she didn’t have that special partner to comfort her right now, but she could help comfort others. With her decision made she wrote ‘Free Hugs’ in big letters across her folded up lantern.
Sienna walked to the place where everyone was entering and stood there proudly offering her sign. She operate with two rules. First off she would hug anyone who came to her, no questions asked no hesitation given. Second she would be giving real hugs not halfhearted double back pats. Third whoever came to her for a hug would let go first, she would hug a person for as long as they needed without judgement.
Her mission firmly decided upon, she held her sign up high where it would be easy to see. She waited to see who would come to her for a hug.
To an artist there was nothing quite as intimidating as a blank canvas. As Sienna looked down at the lantern in her hands she saw a blank space that seemed impossible to fill. You were supposed to write down the name of a loved one you had lost or write a letter to the people you could never speak to again. Sienna hesitated with her sharpie over the paper lantern unable to work up the nerve to write anything at all. When Camp Halfblood fell she ran, and she ran without looking back. She couldn’t say for sure if many of the people she loved were alive or dead. Sienna found herself afraid to write down a name in case that person was still out there somewhere.
She couldn’t tell if she would feel better or worse if she knew for certain who could be counted among the dead. What she did know for sure was that she needed a hug right now. Ideally she would have gone to the lantern ceremony with someone. Having someone’s arms around her would have brought her comfort and keep her grounded. Seeing all of the lanterns float away was going to be heartbreakingly beautiful and she couldn’t help but wish she had someone to share it with right now.
It occurred to Sienna that she couldn’t be the only one who was feeling this way. How many people from Camp Halfblood were currently missing their closest friends? Maybe she didn’t have that special partner to comfort her right now, but she could help comfort others. With her decision made she wrote ‘Free Hugs’ in big letters across her folded up lantern.
Sienna walked to the place where everyone was entering and stood there proudly offering her sign. She operate with two rules. First off she would hug anyone who came to her, no questions asked no hesitation given. Second she would be giving real hugs not halfhearted double back pats. Third whoever came to her for a hug would let go first, she would hug a person for as long as they needed without judgement.
Her mission firmly decided upon, she held her sign up high where it would be easy to see. She waited to see who would come to her for a hug.
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