The weather was perfect...
The sun was nowhere in sight...
and the clouds that covered the sun didn't look like it would rain anytime soon...
The only scent in the air being that of freshly made pancakes...
"Morro, breakfast's ready!"
Instinctively, he ran towards the kitchen...
The source of the voice earlier sat on the table.
"Morning dear, daddy's coming home today. So we can finally make a snowman with him!"
The woman then kissed him on the forehead.
Happiness and warmth bubbled in Morro's soul.
The sound of a door opening echoed through the hall and a man bellowed "Veronica! Morro! I'm home!"
Morro ran over to the man. "Daddy!"
"Hey buddy, now we can make that snowman!"
The man and the woman quickly set Morro up in winter attire and they stepped out their cozy home.
Morro ran to a pile of snow and laid in it...
The man and woman chuckled...
Morro got to his knees and started to make balls of snow...
Melodic singing filled the air...
"Our sweet baby...."
Morro turned to look at the man and woman...
They seem to look more sinister now...
"It pains us that you won't be getting a family..."
Morro starts to stare at them...
And they stare back...
"For no one wants a child like you..."
"Too needy, too troublesome..."
"That is why we left..."
"You're not worth it..."
Morro frowned and opened his mouth to ask...
Thunder struck the ground where the pair was...
Morro shielded his eyes...
When he figured it was over, he looked back where they used to be...
But they were gone...
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A Sense of Longing
De TodoLittle 6-year old Morro always wanted a family. A loving one, that is. After being taken in by an orphanage, they struggle to find him a good home. But then, he found one. But is it as nice as it seems?
