Things used to be better than what they are now.
Most of us had FAMILY we could go back to.
FAMILY is one of those things you don't know you've until it's gone.
I was never particularly grateful for my FAMILY before.
I could never be more grateful now then ever for them.
Even if I never see any of them anymore.
The worst part is I still do see them every so often.
They usually don't see me.
I look from the shadows as they congregate in the old house.
I know they don't miss me.
And I know I shouldn't miss them either.
But I don't.
I would do anything to be back with my FAMILY again.
But not ever.
Not again.
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Short Storya short story based off the fears of the coronavirus (completed)