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Let’s give thanks to the memories that will never be forgotten. Those days of excitement and those nights of exploration. What do I see when I close my eyes? A voyage of self-discovery; a journey of ease. Moments that will set free that sensation-seeker inside of me. Anxiety took a backseat for many years. You were the leader and I was your follower. Without your dares challenging me, those floodgates would never have opened. So, I thank you. I hold onto your back as you whisk me around. Tears of laughter and nostalgia streaming down both of our faces. Then, reality sets in… A somber feeling correctly aligns in our hearts. I reali

She lay asleep in the midnight dew, Her eyes flung open when she heard the crow caw. She felt alone, rejected and forgotten. All she can do now is wait, wait for morning to come. Quiet as a mouse, delicate as a bird and swift as a shadow, she moves. Her tender eyes begin to water as she spies a child and his parents walking past her in the cold rain. She shivers as the boy looks up at her to touch her cold, lifeless fingers. It begins to thunder and lightning, like a bomb exploding in the Revolutionary War. She turns to see a graveyard in the distance. Once inside its courtyards she looks around. She touches the piercing cold, ceramic stone s

She runs to find him, unable to escape the sun’s awakening. Water cascades down her cheeks, as she realizes he is moving farther away. How will she ever find him? She promised herself she’d rescue him. Her heart begins to sink into her stomach. The world feels like it’s spinning, and she is lost in her emotional haze. She is unable to control the emptiness she feels in her chest, The girl reaches the forest entrance, catching a glimpse of him in the beckoning shadows. She yells out his name, but he only smirks, like it’s a game. She follows the shadow form into the forest, feeling the darkness attempting to engulf her.