I was really sick today and I can't even feel myself anymore. My whole body hurts to the point where I can't even feel it. I told the doctors and they confirmed that today is probably my last. You came to see me for the last time. You keep crying but I keep telling you not to. Anyway we're at the park right now.
The park where I went with my grandpa on that rainy day. You keep a tight hold on my hand.
I see a yellow and black bird that is so beautiful. It reminds me of the flower I fell in love with months ago. I kept my concentration on that bird, blocking out the sobs of my parents and forgetting to take deep even breaths.
I want you to read this when I'm gone.
I love you my flower.
YOU ARE READING
Flower On The Sidewalk
Cerita Pendek"I hate you." "I love you..." "I hope you die!" "I am..." "Go to hell!" "I don't want to..." "...." "...."
