Once again he fell. The difference now is that he fell into an endless abyss of darkness - one which he would have no way out of. He loved his mother, she was his life and now she was his death cause. As his green eyes darkened with anger and sadness he realised what he had thought that morning was true, his mother would lead him towards his death. The Forest .
Even if it was "unintentional" he wouldn't need to go through all the new kid at school annoyances. He should be grateful, who knows what the school day could have held. There may have been a more lethal danger awaiting his arrival...he closed his eyes for the last time. Remembering everything happy in his short lifetime. And deep inside praying that he hadn't hurt his mother in an overly extreme manner.
He knew his mother would grieve. Maybe venture out into the forest herself to be a victim of the darkness. Maybe lay in hope in the same position of her son believing the two men she loved would be waiting for her on the other side. That they may forgive her.
As he breathed his last, his mothers heart strings pulled on the other side of the neighbouring village . She felt as though something had happened. She felt that something was wrong. Time played it's game and now time itself would tell her how badly life has played her.
The End
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The Forest.
Short StoryThe retelling of the first time he's ever stepped out of the cosy cottage amidst of the forest, since his father's "disappearance". Now armed with his mother's strong willingness to get back to work and scoot them away from the haunting of a past, s...
