I ripped my shirt and wrapped it around my wounds. I've walked for hours but I don't even know where I am... I should have asked them to teach me things... but would they have taught me? Maybe no... probably the cleaning lady but she would have been scolded...
Thinking about it now, made me realize how stupid I am. How did I believe them when they were torturing me? Why didn't I realize sooner when my friends started disappearing? If I had friends or family they would be very disappointed with me. I am really a shame to this world.
I've been walking for a few days now, I can't even remember how many. I followed a river and drank its water but apparently that wasn't enough. At some point of the day I became sleepy so I prepared a place and lay on it. I covered myself with flowers and leaves. At least I can sleep in a beautiful place. As I close my eyes, I feel a strong light that made me open my eyes again. There, I see my old friends that disappeared some years ago and a family that surrounds my mother, who I thought that died in an accident. Even if this is a dream or something, I can say I reached the happiness I longed for. I don't and won't feel hunger or pain ever again.
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Happiness
Short StoryHappiness has a different definition for each person. This girl finds it at a river.