She Was Just A Little Girl

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I was just a little girl, nineteen years ago.

Woke up in this world, knowing that you have a strict father and emotionless mother is less excitement of discovering what kind of world you in to. It's full of mystery I know. And I want to know what is it.

I want to jump to feel the wind but my body stop in the middle like a clock stop rotating.

I want to join in the group of people smiling each other but I don't know why they are happy.

I want to play but no one is around.

I want happiness too. Where is it?

I tried to walked bravely to feel that I am strong like others can do anything they want, and I did.

I need to be strong for my love ones...for my dreams in life. And they thought more than that.

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