Also dedicated to little-misscupcake nd bookdragonxt for leaving me alone at recess that day.
There was silence. Absolute silence.
And then there were heard some footsteps.
She came inside, till the end of the room.
And She stood by the window.
She could see outside, people having a great time.
And She, alone; standing by the window.
one last time, she murmured to herself,
Now all worries will end. I will not be alone anymore.
And softly a second again, she said,
Not only bad memories, but also, all good ones.
Suddenly, the 'people having a great time' heard a thud.
When they went near the building, all they saw was the colour red. The colour, she had shed to extinguish all her memories.
She came in the silent room, with no footsteps heard.
Still, she stood by the window, watching people having a great time, and she,
Still alone.
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