DARK RAIN CLOUDS scattered around above me. The sky faintly cried with dark tears dripping and dropping at the earth's ground. Every slight touch of the surface of those tears, vanish and dissolve into the ground. Kind of what I wish I could do... But that's not important.
I walk silently on the sidewalk, head hung low and watching as my black converse splash softly in the small puddles of dark rain tears. It seemed as if I was being swallowed whole by darkness, for all my surroundings were just that...
The tall, old buildings that I slowly passed on each side of me were made of a dark red brick, type substance. Each window of the buildings around me seemed to be shattered and broken, along with the rest of this confusing town.
The darkness of the sky, casted down a huge shadow onto every thing that it could reach...making everything seem sad...
The streets rarely had cars driving by. I miss the light sound of gravel being drove on and the splash of tires streaming through them. It was almost satisfying. But now, all I hear is the sound of the sky's own tears.
Until I look up to see something that I've never seen before...: a human. Better yet, a girl.
This was my world that I created. Full of loneliness and aloneness, full of darkness and isolation. Full of sad and every other emotion lost. So.... Why?
Why is this girl here?
She slowly turns around and I see a full sculptor of her....
Her eyes a bright hazel green and brown, almost amazing how much it is... Her brown, long, wavy chocolate hair down her back, with a flower crown of all colours added on the top. Her light skin shone and glimmered through the light moon that just blurred through the dark patch of clouds. She wore a dark green sweatshirt that went down to her knees, and the sleeves that passed her knuckles.
Added onto that green sweater, was a pair of dark blue torn designer's jeans. Which was really odd for a little girl, cause she looks six...Until I realized...
This little girl....
Was me...
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THE GIRL blankly stares up at me, with her big hazel eyes, as I just stare down with mine. How did I remember if this was me? Only because....of a bad memories that I experienced at a young age... I wore that same outfit, and with that... I look the same as she does...
She blinks a few times before wrapping her tiny little hand around my bare wrist. "Can you help me find my mommy? I'm lost..." She said, her voice pitched perfectly for her age, and squeaky enough for anyone to give in.
Before I got the chance to answer, she starts to pull me in the opposite direction I was walking in. Her force seemed greater than I expected and I tried my best to keep up with her.
Her tint feet vastly moved quickly as she ran through the huge puddles of tears. The splashing of the force of our feet, went outwards in the most impossible way. Time seemed to have gone in slow motion and my feet slowly detached and attached from the ground.
My senses finally get back to me and before I know it, little me pulled me in front of a small house. And I automatically recognized it.
That same house...the one I lost...She looks up at me, her eyes soften and her grip tightens. "Mommy and daddy live here." I could see the tears starting to form up in her little eyes, and I could feel it too. I remember ever part of this...
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Truyện NgắnHer: Leave this place, nobody needs you. Him: It's okay, we can --- Her: Why are you still here? Him: It's okay, why don't we do double --- Her: Kil- yo- | | | Leah Manabe~Kun Short Story, General Fiction 2016 | | | Warning: This story inc...