One lovely evening, when their was nothing lovely going in my life, I went on to the terrace after having a fight with my family.
I was always loved by the wrong and hated by right.. I always wonder why! I was among those kids whose prayers were never heard by the angels yet always protected by an unseen undead might.
As I was crying standing alone under the moon, I wished I was dead yet alive so that no emotion could ever hurt me so right!
Suddenly, I saw a shadow right in front of me as if it was a reflection. I felt no fear yet I couldn't move, all I did was stare. I heard my mom calling my name as I turned back to listen, mom said she loves me but I couldn't reply as I wasn't in a state to reply. And gathered courage and decided to look at it again but all I could find was nothing.
Then I thought about my wish again, will my mom still love me if what I asked came true? The undead
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VerestaUlfur
23:44 Jun 12 2017
Interesting start so far
Midni8Sonnet
00:38 Jun 13 2017
Thank you
DarkestTemptation
05:32 Jun 14 2017
Please do write more it sounds like a great story of how you said goodbye to the sun an hello to the moon.
Midni8Sonnet
14:19 Jun 14 2017
I am so happy so liked it, sure I will