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Trapped in the park

The wind blew through the park, making the swing sway and the leaves of the trees flutter. He didn't mind the freezing air, the dull skies or the loneliness present. One that did not belong there, missing the laughter and joyfulness of the kids playing.

The yellow warning tape was being rattled by the wind that tried its best to free it from the tree that held it down. He didn't mind, he couldn't care. Even though he had caused this, he couldn't bring himself to care about the fact that this place would never be the same, or how is own actions, his own mistake, had taken effect on the kids and parents, scaring them for life.

Although he didn't care, he still remembered how it had all happened, how his existence had changed forever.

The sudden silence was hard to forget, quieter than the deepest deep of the sea he had dreamed of visiting, or the library he despised so much. What followed after wasn't much better, the silence was cut by a piercing scream and the confusing sound of chaos, such as that of an avalanche.

The sirens didn't take long to come into the equation, all while he wondered what was happening. The answer to this question soon come, and he never thought he'd hear such awful words, such a mistaken statement.

Regardless of this he didn't care, he didn't care if what they were saying was right or wrong. He didn't care how his silly actions had damaged the life of children. He didn't care that the park he loved would never be the same.

He only cared that the woman he loved, the only woman he'd ever loved, had been destroyed. She would never be the same and he knew it. He wouldn't be able to ease her suffering. He wouldn't be able to sing her lullabies, like she had done when he'd had a nightmare.

That's what this hat to be, a nightmare. Just a trick of the mind. He wouldn't wake up and she would sing to him, like she always did. But he knew that was a lie he told himself.

She had long left the park, but he was still here. He tried calling for her as she left with the ambulance, her face soaked in tears. He tried running after her, but an unknown force prevented him from leaving the park like everyone else had.

He now sat under the slide, the metallic red slide he loved so much, the causer, together with himself, of the terrible tragedy that had occurred earlier that day.

A child had passed away all too soon, and now, trapped in the scenario of his demised, he wondered if his mom would be able to move on from this.

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