You always think that your parents are going to be there forever.
That they'll always be there to tell you that everything is going to be alright.
For you, it's impossible to think that one day they'll be gone.
That you'll have to live your life without them.
That there'll be a day when it'll be the last time you'll say goodbye.
Maybe you won't even be able to say it.
And maybe, you won't even know that somethings will be the last time they'll ever be done.
You always think that when you'll knock on their doors, that they'll always come to answer it with smiles on their faces.
Never do you think that the door will be answered by someone else with the words I'm sorry on their lips.
The idea of sobs racking your body for your loss of their presence never comes to mind.
I guess, I was foolish enough for those to never cross my mind. Of course, the last time had to end up in an argument. How bitter. What I still didn't know back then was that their death was going to have a much bigger impact than it should've.
(A/N: I know, I know, not a lot happened, but I promised a friend (you know who you are) that I'd soon finally publish my first. Right now I'm nervous no one will like it, but hey, what the hell could go wrong? Again, if you don't like it, constructive criticism or just don't read. I dont' have a lot of homework lately so I should be able to post the first chapter soon. Thanks again. See you next time!)-Capella Black❤️)
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Lost Stars
General FictionA young woman by the name of Aeva Desdalia attends her parents' funeral unaware that their death will have a much bigger impact than it should've. At the crack of dawn the next morning, she receives a strange message that had a distinct smell of fi...