Walking down

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Listen please❤️

It was morning a cloud slightly covering the sun. Just enough to avoid his death sentence. The rocks clashed against Jimin's boots, his black windbreaker kept him warm. Fall has started and it was getting chilly.

'Why won't it ever stop?' Jimin asked himself, himself. Because he's all alone like it's supposed to be. Like he wanted. Jimin knew he couldn't make this walk in a day. So he'd stop at places he knew.

His house, Taehyung's and his bunker maybe, then Jungkook's and 'his' apartment. All those places were sentimental and special to him.

All he wanted was love, but without trust how would you know? He misses everything he had.





4 hours of walking and Jimin reached it, reached his house. His nose and cheeks had a red hue. Remembering, his parents walking out holding his hand. Its like they were really right there, he wanted to hold onto them tell them how much he loves them. How he misses them. But it was to late, they disappeared. Jimin bit his lip trying to stop the inevitable. Tears rained down his cheeks in big globs. It was so lonely, no one was there. He couldn't hear anything but the sad memories.

His bike with training wheels sat on the porch. An image of him and his parents putting him on and helping him get the hang of it. Then it disappears just like the last one. The door was locked but he got the key inside the pot. Opening the door, he looked around walked in and closed it.

Falling to his knees, letting it all rain out. For hours and hours he sobbed and sobbed. "Come back!" Jimin yelled. "Mommy please come back~" it never stopped like he wished it to. It just kept flowing out. "Appa! Please I don't want to be alone anymore! Please!"

"P-please..." eyes closing, resting on his old couch. Sleep.

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