“The sky is so dark today.”
The cold rain is pelting down on my already soaked form.
“The clouds look so scary.”
The dark alley I'm laying in is littered with old, smelly trash.
“I can’t see the sun at all.”
The tall brick buildings around me aren’t protecting me from the gloomy weather.
“It’s kinda chilly today, isn’t it?”
I can’t move my body.
“At least I have some clothes, right?”
I blink the rain from my eyes.
“Though, I could go for some food.”
The water is oddly warm.
“A place to stay would be nice as well.”
Am I…crying?
“How long has it been since I’ve seen my family?”
It’s too hard to differentiate the rain from the tears, if I am indeed crying.
“I hope they’re doing all right.”
A weak smile finds its way to my numb lips, but it leaves as quickly as it comes.
“I want to tell them goodbye.”
I chuckle humorlessly, and pain shoots throughout my otherwise unfeeling body.
“I want to tell them that I’m sorry for not being there.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I can see the crimson liquid of life start to pool around my wounded torso.
“I want—no—I need to tell them that I love them.”
It’s getting harder to breathe now.
“I need to see them…one more time.”
My vision starts to fade.
“But I guess that’s just wishful thinking.”
I fight the desire to close my tired eyes.
“I miss them so much.”
It’s a losing battle.
“Oh!”
My voice is barely even a whisper now.
“I can see the sun!”
My faintly blue lips curl up into a bright smile, and I close my eyes one last time.
