My eyes fluttered open at the sound of a little girl singing. I immediately sat up and turned to my left where she sat, her back pressed against an old oak tree.
She smiled widely before pointing at the horizon where the yellow sun has began to rise for a new morning.
"Come on!" She exclaimed as she ran up the hill, urging me to follow her.
Every step I took made my insides churn. Nonetheless, I followed her as fast as I could.
She's just filled with smiles and giggles and happiness and . . .
Joy.
I wanted to hold her in my arms.
When I reached the top of the hill, my world crumbled down as the sky painted the most drastic sunset I've ever seen, stained red with her own blood.
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keeper of lost things
Fanfictionhave you ever wondered where all lost things go? like, a spare button or some dimes and pennies or your eraser or your pen or your hope or your faith . . . or at some times, even yourself. where do they all go?
