short stories

Finally home

Matthew let out a deep sigh, relaxed for once pulling his old torn clothes off his sweaty, blood, mud covered body. He stepped into the shower, closing his eyes as the warm water ran down his body having forgotten what a warm shower felt like, he felt like in a trance mind and body trying to remember what to do while in the shower. He took a breath as his mind began to process on what to do, he didn't expect his "trip" would have taken so long..he felt guilt build up in the back of his mind as he washed his jet black hair the red and blue highlights standing out between his soapy hands, his hands had scrapes and scars, fingernails had dirt stuck in between them even some skin. He frowned and sat down washing his legs wincing from the pain of soap getting to an old wound that never closed up, he took in a few deep breaths to calm himself down. He closed his eyes and just sat there letting the water continue to run down his body,remembering all that he has ever done with his life, during childhood, teen years, young adult years all up to this very point..it made him start to silently sob, remembering every single detail of his life.