LostA Story by HopeJust a story I had written not too long ago.I walk along the trails of footsteps that lead to nothing but sorrow, as if the world meant nothing to me. I have wandered the streets searching for clues, clues of who I really am, but the real question is, who do I want to be? I found myself looking upon a blazing building. I look upon the blazing building, everyone rushes over in fear as fear lingers through my mind, I felt fear long ago, I remember it day by day, as if it repeats itself without me noticing, The siren buzzing through my mind, my eyes reflecting the blazing fire in my eyes, I look around people gathering around, familys and friends, why is it that such beauty has to fade away? My mother used to tell me that everything happens for a reason, I've never believed it until now. My mother passed a way not a while ago, she told me everything will be ok, she would tell me storys when I was little of how the rain would always made me happy, I would be jumping through puddles, my mother would lift me in the air as I felt the drops of rain hitting against my skin as I tried to catch the rain drops in my mouth.
© 2011 HopeAuthor's Note
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