Eliose Stories

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine You make me happy when skies are gray You'll never know dear, how much I love you Please don't take my sunshine away/// The summer of 2016, May 25, 2016 to be exact. Shouts over the hill reached me before they actually came over the distance, a harsh crude calling that spoke of harsh words struck fear in my heart. Lights of blue and red. That is all I see circling around in the place that was once my safe haven. Sirens, cops, and security tape. These all matched a sight to what I did not want to see. This can't be happening was I two seconds too late? A minute, an hour, a day, a lifetime?