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No Plagiarism!SkWxikhP1Gdx3XpxZz4eposted on PＥNAＮＡ The soft crunching of autumn leaves fill my ears as my feet crush the leaves mercilessly. While I walk down the tiled path of the ecstatic park, the soft and vague whispers of the wind and the people around me could be heard. Their joyous laughter charges me with slight envy as the birds chirp happily in the distance. I look around in hopes of seeing something or someone that can make me feel better; the merry smiles plastered onto many civilians’ faces, their laughter filling up the warm and comforting atmosphere around me, and the calling of unknown names spread throughout the park as children ran around in joy. Seeing this, I look away from the people around me.
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The rush of the wind brushes against the trees and fills my ears like a devastating melody that I can never forget. The chilly air infiltrates my nostrils as my warm yet sorrowful tears cascade down my rose colored cheeks. My skin crawls as the cold shivers touch my exposed face before I wrap my arms around me and hold myself tightly, hoping to warm myself up. I look up to meet the beautiful heads of the autumn trees reigning over me along with the devastating and gray sky over them.
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Feeling comforted by the sky’s depressing color, I gaze into the gray abyss but then suddenly look away the moment the sky’s tears splash onto my cheeks; the minute the tears met my skin, it reminded me of my own sorrow and tears. Remembering them, sudden memories of today’s certain events infiltrates my mind; a fake friendship and betrayal. The way my friend betrayed me rehearsed over and over inside my head. The argument we had played loudly in my ears as if it was happening right in front of me. My sobs immediately fill the distressing atmosphere along with all my pain and sorrow.
As I walk down the tiled path, I see an isolated bench with broken edges and crippled railings; it has old and wet black railings with its color slowly fading every time a raindrop touched the very skin of it. My teary eyes gaze at the wooden texture of the bench and notice dents and cuts all over it; that is how my heart felt when I saw that. I approach the isolated bench that stood in the middle of the leaf-covered park and sat on it while ignoring the humid sensation the raindrops left. I graze my fingers against the damaged wood and take in every scar and sadness the bench held. No longer feeling strong, I lift my hand towards my face, grip the cotton of my scarf, yank it off, and throw it onto the tiled and concrete ground in anger. I grit my teeth in anger and defiance as my eyes began to produce waterfalls of my overwhelming sadness. As I sat there, I began to realize my own feelings before averting my attention back to the tearful sky above me. As I look up, the sky’s tears kissed the skin of my cheeks while mine were cascading and mixing into the raindrops. 8964 copyright protection514ＰＥＮＡＮＡopuBWxdi8Z 維尼
I gave the sky a sad smile as a single question slipped out of my lips, “Why did this happen to me?” 518Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡETfL2e3cak
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