THE FORGOTTEN STORIES

She thought it would be okay. That it won't bother her. But as days passed,it became stronger and stronger. She felt the weight of her heart. Her tears reminded her of that. It killed her. She didn't resurrect to be hurt again. A.C

I did everything for them. Nothing. I argued. I was unheard. I cried. I saw no light of hope. But I was not afraid. For, my expectations pushed me into limbo. I could have foreseen that. I shouted. No one listened. No voice of console. I hoped if it was a dream. I hoped if I was a phoenix. I could have resurrected. To go back to the world where I came from. I held no grudges. No arguments. Because at the end nothing matters. A.C