The Song of Our Hearts { Completed }

Prologue

The stench of rotten meat permeated the thin air as I weakly laid down near the door frame of our front porch. Flies flew around my head and vultures circled around me as if waiting for the only survivor of my village to die at any moment.

And they weren't far from the truth.

My lips were cracked and swollen while the dull ache in my stomach has become a normality. The warmth of the sun lulled me into a deep slumber as I prayed for death to come soon.

Closing my eyes, I lean my head back and I wait.

Memories of my lost loved ones flashed through my mind as if I was having my last moments with them before I joined them in heaven.

Suddenly, a shadow covers me as my eyes are shaded from an unknown source that blocked the sun's harsh rays of light.

Slowly opening my eyes, an elderly man gasps as he stumbles back in fear.
"She's still alive. "

I close my eyes again and wait for him to kill me. He wouldn't be the first one. Many men have come to my village and have stolen the possessions of the dead. During those raids, I would hide among the corpses and pretend to be dead as well. But I didn't have the strength this time to fake it.

"There is nothing more to steal." My voice cracked as I slowly succumbed to a deep sleep once again.
Let him do whatever he wants with me.

I am nothing but a corpse like my dead brothers and sister.

I am nothing but dirt for people to trampled on with their feet like my parents.

I am nothing.

Startled, I carefully watch the strange man quickly shallow his fear, and screams again causing me to wince
"I found a survivor!" Trembling back up onto his feet, he runs away only to return with more people.

My lips trembled when an older woman that looked just like my lost mother gently touches me.

I haven't been touched by another human in months, maybe years. A small whimper escapes my mouth when a sturdy looking man picks me up.

"She weighs less than my dog." The man growls in outrage.

"Let's get her out of here and tend to her needs. The rest can search to see if there are any survivors." The kind woman instructed as she fusses over my helpless body. Before I slipped into unconsciousness, I grasp her hand with the left over strength that I had.

"Mommy, I long to see you again..." I whispered as tears trickled down my dirt stained face.

The woman covers her mouth to control her emotions as she tears up at me.

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My life has changed drastically since then.
For better or for worse, I'll let you decide.
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What do you think? First time writing a story so this should be interesting ;) all tips, grammar check, and advice are appreciated.