If there is one thing I know, it's not to trust anyone. They look pretty, they act terribly. I look around. I am in a field. Alone, finally. Yes. It seems odd. According to society, you must never be alone. I prefer this. I sit under this cherry tree and then I stay here. For hours and hours. When it becomes sunset, I leave. I get flashbacks. Of the love I once had. I do not understand how just an image can bring back so many memories. Yet, I do. If I didn't understand, I wouldn't be here at all. Why would I be here then? Would life even be life without memories? Some part of me wishes I could re live my life the way it should be. I take off my flower crown. I place it in front of me and I wonder. What would heaven look like? What would it be like? Probably like those girls wandering in the beauty department of a mall with their coach bags and Michael Kors sunglasses. Or those guys whose parents own some sort of major company soon to be passed down to him. But his only worries now is getting past Level 47 on Borderlands. Heaven for me is sitting under this cherry tree, staring out into the field. It is now sunset. I must leave. I get up to leave and then I see someone. Who is that? Is that a man? I go and take a couple steps to take a closer look. He is standing staring straight at me. But he seems to be a couple minutes away, but he is staring at me. My vision is impeccable. He is staring at me. If I walk in a straight line, I can go to him. Should I? What if I get kidnapped? Or raped? What if both happened. Life is shitty anyway. Might as well do everything. I put my foot in front of the other one and start going closer to him.
