『The Rhythm Of Despair』

3|Voices

I decided to go outside instead of killing myself from boredom by staying in the house. And I obviously brought my guitar with me which I flung around my shoulders, making the strap lay on my flat chest and the guitar on my back.

The sun's rays were beaming across the whole city making it shine. It was beautiful.

The light breeze was making my hair fly in different directions.

I smile as I see little children running from different paths. It's amazing.

Kids are free and are allowed to do whatever they want, they're not trapped by decisions your parents are making.

I see a cute child, a girl in a link dress run my way. She was about to run into me but I quickly stop her by hiding her around the shoulders.

I smile when I look at her.

"Thank yeww!" She says in a cute and squeaky voice.

"You're welcome!"

She walks around me in circles, she seems a bit clueless for some reason.

I turn to where she was, behind me, she was probably looking at my guitar.

"What's that?" She points at my guitar.

I pull my guitar from the back and bring it forward.

"It's my guitar." I answer her. "When I strum it with my fingers it makes a beautiful noise.."

I strum it gently, making a beautiful soft sound, "see!"

"Wow!" She says with amazement. "I never saw one before!"

"You probably will play one, one day."

"Zoé!"

The girl turns to look back then at me.

"My Mommy is calling me!"

"Well, I guess it's a goodbye for now." I say with a smile. "Also, I'll try and keep coming back here. Maybe I could teach you how to play!"

"Yessh! Yes!" She happily runs away whilst waving her hand at me.

I giggle.

I stand up straight and look up at the sky. "Wow!"

I feel something pierce through my heart, making it pain.

"YAARGH!" I cry out in pain.

I fall onto the stony ground, placing my hands on my heart.

Remember? I can hear. Remember me? I can hear voices. Um.. No.
Who are you? Uh.. No I don't. WHO ARE YOU?!

I feel my eyes flutter shut in pain, I could not see anything, anymore.

I was back in this dark, dark world.