"This one's for the lost dreams," she whispered, picking up another leaf and dropping it into the current. The tiny leaf landed, creating a small ripple effect, and she watched it drift away into the distance.
"For the pain."
She dropped another leaf in.
"The sorrow." Drop.
"The suffering." Drop.
She watched the leaves float away, wishing her miseries would go with them. In a sudden wave of emotion she screamed, picking up the whole pile, squishing the wet leaves between her palms. While tossing them into the water, she shrieked, trying her best to relieve the frustration inside her. But as she watched the leaves fall into the water and twirl into the wind, she realized she would always have to live with what she'd done.
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Dramatic, ehh? It seems as if all my writing has been like that, lately. o.O Well, thank you for reading this short scene and thank you so, so, so much for coming here and just...viewing my blog. You guys don&…
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