The sound of shoe hitting against stone was prominent as I trudged through the hallway. I walked into my room and slid the door to a close. My loneliness was apparent as I collapsed onto my bed.
Another meaningless day passes by. I stare at the flower vase at my bedside. I get up. It's not like this room will console me in any way. I left and made my way to the large staircase. I kept climbing till I reached the rooftop. Up there the sight of flower garden, that was more colourful than a 24 coloured palette, it welcomed me.
'If this were to be the last thing I saw before I died, I would be satisfied.' I thought sitting on the railing to the edge of the building, still peering at the garden. I finally looked in front of me. The distance between the ground and I was great. As I felt acrophobia kicking in I became more and more unsure of my decision to jump of.
It was just then I noticed a notebook taped at the edge of the floor. I picked it up, in reality, I was actually feeling glad that I had an excuse not to kill myself yet, despite my depressing thoughts still loitering.
I looked at the cover. On it, it wrote 'The Memory shards of a lifetime.' Curiosity getting the better of me I flipped open the book and started reading.
YOU ARE READING
The Lake of Fireflies (BNHA)
FanfictionAs the darkness shed shadows all over, the moon in the sky embraced the two children in her veil of light, and spread dozens of little stars on the earth.
