MIRACLE

CHAPTER ONE

I am a night person, just because my loneliness prevents me from sleeping---

The midnight moonlight peeped through the open window.
I lay awake staring at the ceiling hoping to fall asleep.
Insomnia.
I shut my eyes only because the night's crispy breeze sipped in making me cringe.
I squeezed my comforter tight as tears threatened to fall. But I wouldn't cry. Being in this room only made it worse.
Memories are synonymous to torture and you are the worst kind.
I thought as I creeped out of the warmth of my sheets, steadily making way to the window. The floor was cold and made my toes curl. I wish I had my favourite pair of socks here, but along with everything I had in my old apartment, I didn't dare carry with me.
The wind swept my curtains revealing the streets. It almost seemed a crime how the world could always move on when I wasn't even ready.
I turned away when my foot knocked my night stand.
I cussed under my breath and bent to pick whatever had fallen.
My heart froze.
How had it ended up here?
My fingers slowly braced the smooth leather cover of my journal.
My 16th Birthday Present from my mother. I remember filling every entry after everything I did. And that's how it'd been. Well atleast until last year.
I picked it up and sat on my bed, then my side alarm beeped and showed 12.01 am, 07 Jun, '16
My heart froze again.
Karma never liked me.
It's been exactly one year. Nothing really has changed.
Sleepless nights. Long days. And the hole in my heart.

I lit my bedside lamp and took a pen, opening through my journal to write . I stopped at my last entry;
06 Jun, '15.
The next page was blank.
And so I wrote;

The heartache feels fresh even if it's just a year old. I now know why. I know why this heart is only now starting to cry. I know why the pain keeps me up at night. Everything wrong, I labeled  right. Every lie I labeled true.
I'm sorry you had to break my heart. I'm sorry I had to fall apart.

I let out a breath and it felt good to have said it to atleast someone.
I hated him for leaving
I hated him because I was crippled by loneliness
I hated him because I was stuck on the same spot.
 
They say that sometimes you miss the memories and not the person. And for a while I thought I believed that was what I felt. But no. I miss you, and I knew I always would.

R.I.P Nathan.j.m.

A/N
that was kinda a prologue kinda scene.
I owe Samoei And Linda this because they pushed me to it.
I hope you all like it.
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I hope to enroll in  the next Watty's competition
                           
                          |Rush|