The warm wind of spring is blowing through my ebon hair, i can still feel the coldness crawling under my skin although its a fading feeling as the season is changing.
Spring used to be the most beautiful season, my favorite, I would always come to the park to see the flowers bloom and the beautiful butterflies.
Father, mother and i would have late picnics so we could watch as the beautiful fading vermilion light with a hint of orange on the sky as the sun kisses the sky as it bids farewell.
Then life was beautiful, warm and pleasant, back then we were happy.
The park suddenly is filled with the kind of wind that Is full of belligerence and uneasiness its as if it can sense how quail i have become. I have become afraid of everything: sleeping, talking and breathing. My life changed instantly.
'Emily' a voice calls.
I turn quickly seeing him in front of me. His eyes and mine locked together.
He leans down to my cheek, as he is taller than i am, he gently presses his lips on my cheek, i can smell his minty strawberry breathe.
Am mesmerized by the smell as its sweet and sour, my eyes close then it vanishes. My eyes open quickly.
He is now sitting on some very old wooden ecru park bench facing the beautiful and peaceful pound. I slowly walk to him then rest right next to him. A heavy sigh escapes.
My eyes are staring right into the pound when i feel his eyes on me. He's expecting me to tell him about her. Her whose life crumbled right before her eyes, her whose life was lost within a blink of an eye, her whose eyes have cried tears that could create a waterfall.
I close my eyes then take a deep breathe. I close them and am about to tell him about her and that she's me.
I sigh. I begin:
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Tears of a hybrid
Teen FictionEmily DeTrop Isles is a sixteen year old with everything a girl dreams of having : the bod,looks,brains and millions and millions of money but all that is about to change. She watches as everything crumbles before her very eyes And then she meets hi...
