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The cliff is beautiful as it always is.

I'm at the borderline of Russia and I can't believe that. I promised myself I wouldn't return but it's needed.

I sometimes wonder how my mother is doing but then I remember and I stop.

Yet, I miss the days she sang to me, the days she agreed to read a chapter for me, the days she hugged me and kissed the too of my head when she tucked me in.

Suddenly, there's this pain I can't explain and I hate myself for it. I promised myself I would stop eversince that day.

But I'm starting to realise I'm crap when it comes to keeping promises.

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