laughter.
a clear blue sky.
two children playing in the backyard of the suburb.
crying.
broken toys and painful words.
ringing ears and stinging cheeks
made red by adult hands.
how something
this innocent
could easily
just
fall
a p a r t.
*
suddenly the images
flashed before my eyes.
forever engraved inside my mind.
i hadn't stopped hurting,
from deep within.
i couldn't seem to forget.
and now it even haunted me
in my sleep.
my peaceful
sleep.
YOU ARE READING
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄
Short Storyan almost decade old story. * "one tragedy changed their lives." a story with dialogues and minimal description, in which a boy ends up in the hospital after a car accident and his friend slowly collapsing under the weight of his tortured mind. but...
