This is an almost fictional story prt 6

by Kim   Dec 16, 2003


People sometimes wonder why she cries alone at night, She wonders too. Why is she alone in the dark. Why can’t she cry during the day with the light from the sun burning down on her? She knows, the sun is like her friends and family, they don’t know her. Not like the moon and stars and that sky. The sun always smiles sometimes in the summer that sun smiles right through the rain and laughs great big laughs. Laughs that go right through her like she never existed. The sun doesn’t always smile for her sometimes he skips right over her. But the moon and the stars and that dark sky. They could never skip her. Sometimes they come to shine just for her. They shine on her while she cries as if they were holding her.

Alone now more than ever she looks at the darkness that surrounds her and she see what her life has become. She reflects quietly by herself then just as she left she enters their world and once again the cycle starts with a forever never end.

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