ELAINE
I walk down the driveway and step out on to the road and start walking down the quiet, empty street.
On a lawn in front of us a house up ahead, two kids are playing together. As I walk by I shake my head, remembering the good old times. I stop for a second to watch them, but they stop playing and seem to be getting creeped out, so I continue down the street to the sunflower field.
I eventually arrive to the field walk into it, towering over their unoriginal, petite size. Normally, I am alone in the field with the faint sound of the stream or children in nearby yards making me feel like I'm not alone, but this time, there's a young boy, approximately my age of eighteen. He's sitting in the middle of the field eating a sandwich, all alone. I frown.
Us of the human race are beautiful enough to be accepted by atleast one person. But that doesn't seem to be the case, many humans that aren't "normal" are treated quite inhumanly.
Which disgusts me!
I shake that poetic poem out of my thoughts and I continue walking to my spot that I normally sit at. There's a small, empty patch in the field bordering the small stream. Unfortunately, the path that I take to get there, which is through the flowers, is obstructed by the boy.
"Do I sneak around him," I ask myself quietly.
"I could just pretend that I'm walking through there. That area has been flattened and turned into a grassy pathway," I explain to myself.
I decide to just walk by him.
I casually stroll down the path. I give the boy a quick glance before turning my head and continuing down the path. By the time I reach my spot, the sun is setting over the distant hills. "So peaceful," I sigh.
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The Tragic Life of Elaine
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