The wind through my hair keeps getting colder and colder. I must be getting closer. The clock tower appears far off in the distance. I'm not in the right place. I need to keep flying but something tells me to stop.
I soar down and start to reminisce as I land on the window ledge. I remember this. The window is locked. I peer into them. The cushions were blue on the window seat. Two red throw pillows were sitting in the same spots. The blue curtains are tied back like they always were. The beds are gone. It looks like shrines are built in the place of them. Candles flicker in the dark. The air gets crisp. Tears strike my eyes.
"Stop you idiot." I tell myself as I harshly wipe the drops off my eyes. I hear a jingling behind me.
"Tink?!" But it's not her. It's the dog. They still have the same dog. I smile. I climb down the building and onto the brick patio.
"Hey girl." I say as I pet behind her ears. She tilts her head into my hand. I smile.
"You miss the boys?" I ask. SHe looks up at me as if to say yes.
"I know...I know..." I pat her head and start to walk away. "I should be going now Nana..." She starts to wimper.
I take back up into the sunset
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The Past I Want Back
خيال (فانتازيا)Peter Pan is having memories in his dreams about the life he lived in the real world. This book takes though the journey with Peter back into the real world where Peter met his true love. Will he remember how to get there? Will she remember that Pet...
