I sat there, on the ground. What was the point of this all? Why didn't I die? Why hadn't I fallen to my death? I felt so stupid. I hadn't fallen to my death, but yet I felt so empty still. I put my head on my hands, and my hands on my knees, then closed my eyes. What was I thinking? Why? The same word over and over in my mind. Why? Why? Why?
I got up, brushed off my pants, and kept walking back the way I had been going before getting distracted by the noose. I was so tired of all this walking and crying. I didn't see a point in any of it. Why did I run from Dimitri? Why do I always run away from my problems? I didn't understand it. I wanted to be done with all of it, so I ran. I ran, and ran, and ran until I reached the waterfall. There was no one there except me. What was I supposed to do now? Go home? Find Dimitri? Stay here at the waterfall? I was clueless. Completely, and utterly, clueless.
I decided to do what I had to do. I ran home. Who knew what was going on there. I knew I probably had a beating coming, but I had to make sure everything at home was okay. My sisters! Dad would easily start in on them if I wasn't there. That was the only thing that brought me back home, time, after time, after time.
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Dirty Little Secrets
Genç KurguI'm not sure what the description of this story of mine should be, all I can say is that I can promise it will keep your interest. It will teach you and help you through hardships in life. Not everything in life is all that bad. Especially when you'...
