Hey guys its Sabrina Black, its been a long time since I've posted but life gets busy and you get lost. Which brings me to my piece it a unique love story of a boy chasing after his love in a lost world(hell) she's consumed in after her death. Will she be found?
Lost but not forgotten
Long before this story began a girl and a boy lived
harmoniously in love and peace. Until a force of agony and pain suffocated the
girl, she lost everyone and everything around her, the life she had turned into
dust. She committed suicide for no one could heal her of her misery. But the boy tried everything to help her.
After her death he vowed that he would come after her and save her.
Alas, I withhold a memory of the forgotten
happiness that once was mine. Lost in a fog of guilt and agony, I find myself
lost in what looks to be darkness. I used to have my love beside me but I lost
him forever in my agony. Which caused me to die and fade away into this world.
It welcomes me in again with its cold, dead fingers. I enter, and I find myself
familiar with the table of pain and sorrow. Yet, I still don't accept it. Looking around I see the same faces of lost
souls in a trance like moths with a light.
Cutting though the crowd I see a boy sitting in
the corner with his head down in his knees. He looks up at me with his
welcoming brown eyes. I stared at him in a trance like I somehow knew his face
and his life. I continue to gaze into
his eyes, his brown eyes turned gold and shot fire into mine blinding me from
the rest of the world. With this fire, I could see his memories with this love
he had long ago. He didn’t show her face but he treated her as a queen and
loved her till the ends of the earth. In his eyes the girl left him for her
pain and sorrow she had buried in her soul. Then everything went back to
reality he buried his head again deep into his knees.
After the story my mind was more curious then
ever, questions ramble through my head like bees in a hive. I want to know more
about him, it felt like he lead to some clue I needed to know. Thinking there
could be a small beacon of light somewhere that just needs to be found.
I fell asleep in
this cold, dark pit. In the mists of my sleep, a speck of light floats above
me. I can't help but follow it, knowing it could lead somewhere. All around me,
I see cold bodies sleeping in rows.
While following the light, I try to stay light on
my feet; the light seems to move quicker. Then it grows bigger and bigger until
I can see a corner of a room.
Looking down, I see the same boy staring at the
wall as if it were going to move. I tap lightly on his shoulder; a huge beam of
light comes from him. Then everything goes black.
I awake to a place with meadows and flowers.
There is the boy, sitting a creek. "Where am I?" I ask. "Who are
you?"
"Don't you remember?" he replies.
"No."
"I found you, my love. You will never be
lost again."
