Happy birthday

Time flips by like turning pages of a book, like the ticking of clocks. it comes and it goes, and as it goes it takes with it things from the past, it turns the present into memories, some are to smile to as the yellow takes over the black and some to cry to as the darkness takes over the light. just one gun fire was all took to turn them into memories, and since that day she learnt that time was so strong it could change someone's life with a flutter of an eyelash. it changed hers, taking away everything from her and throwing her out into the cold abyss of darkness. leaving her with only a candle and a sand cake.