Where do you go when you're lonely? “Another meeting” ‘____’ sighs. “I wonder if anyone will notice that I’m not there… nah. They don’t seem to see me anyways” ‘____’ continued, changing direction towards her favorite spot, the oak grove. This was her go-to spot for when she was lonely and just needed to relax. Sitting under the largest tree, furthest away from the children playing, ‘____’ bundles up in her maple-leaf sweatshirt, given to her by Matthew long ago. They used to be the best of friends, but it seemed as if he had forgotten her. Sighing, ‘____’ closes her eyes and lets the sun soak away all of her problems.
Where is she, where could she be? Matthew wonders, scanning the room for ‘____’s face. She didn’t seem to show up, leaving Matthew all alone again. Matthew sighs and sinks into his chair as Alfred storms in through the door. “The h
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~In the spring we made a boat, out of feathers out of bones, we set fire to our homes, walking barefoot in the snow
The black casket was carried by Mathias, Berwald, Emil, Tino, and Lukas. They walked down to the shore dressed in their finest clothes, towards a small boat they had built. The snow was fresh on the ground, and the wind nipped at their faces, cooling the trails of their tears. Placing the casket into the boat, they waded into the water, leaving their shoes in the boat. They set a loose candle on top of the casket, and lit it in the dark. Soon they would be moving again, as was custom to them. They stood there, knee deep in the freezing ocean water, holding onto the boat, remembering how ‘____’ had gotten into their hearts.
~ Distant rhythm of the drum, as we drifted towards the storm, baby lion lost his teeth, now they’re swimming in the sea.
Berwald was the first to speak. “‘______