Gone

I kneel down in the cold graveyard, feeling the bitter numbness of the snow spread all over my body.
I brush away the dirt, cobwebs and fallen snow that formed over the weeks and feel my foe, guilt, wrapping his vicious hands around my mind.

"I'm sorry I haven't visited in so long. Everything was just happening all at once and I-" choking on my sobs, I stop mid-sentence. My raven hair whips around me, emphasising my mood.

"I'm sorry."

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After the death of her older sister, she has never been the same.
As time goes by, she slowly finds that the world around her
has not stopped,
like she has.