I feel as If I am falling deep, In to a hole, "please help me",
Answering myself I scream "WHAT... WHO NEEDS HELP?".
the tears flow powerfully down my face sudenly. The hole
geting deeper and darker, my body tenses into a tight ball,
griping my own flesh tightly, causing it to bleed. I don't know
what is going on now, she had shown her self to me, maby
on accident or maby not, "STOP THE DARKNESS SHE IS AFRAID
OF THE DARK!!!" only I can see the little blonde girl siting in
the corner of my soul, with a little pink shirt, with blue
overalls, sitting the way I am now, Crying, looking for a
savior, looking to be free from the memories of where she
came from, "PLEASE!!! SHE'S ONLY FIVE OR SIX YEARS OLD,
SHE SHOULD BE PLAYING NOT HIDING IN THE DARK!!!"I yelled to
help her but out of every word I said every word she heard were
the ones from all the kids who ment to hurt her she hears she
hides In fear covering her ears and eyes, but the words of kids
get louder to her, "Get away!" the little girl cryed, "stop it... please!".
Geting darker and darker, every light in sight passed, with a lost
brother or sister, a lost "dad" or two, Lost friends, lost love, LOST HOPE.
she huddles up Tighter looking for the light that was there to help her,
each that pass she only closes more hiding herself from the world.
"STOP IT NOW! SHE WILL NEVER TRUST AGAIN AT THIS RATE!!
SHE'LL KILL HER SELF IF WE DON'T HELP!" a brighter light than ever
before made both our eyes shut tightly. Sudenly the girl stood up she
knew what was going on now, she reached for a boy she had never
seen, grabbing his hand, the one he offered to her and she smiled
suddenly looking back. "bye! thank you older me!" she yelled as
she ran off with the brown haired boy, so small and fragale looking.
"older me......?" I was confused beyond all belief but she looked happy
that was all that mattered to me at the moment, All I could think was
"thank god shes safe now... and at least she is happy now..."
Turning arowned to walk away from the two playing happily I shed a tear
bumping into someone, there stood the boy I saw only, he is older than
the one she ran off with, smiling he held his hand out for mine,
I was blushed brightly now, taking his hand in mine. I realized then
that the little girl was safe now because of him... maby the girl and I
can now heal.... "I got it now... and...your welcome younger me..."
I wispered walking off with the boy ment for me at my age now.
the little me actualy felt safe now where she was, she went to
play knowing she would be saved and loved for all her life to come.