Missing the Past

The numbness has spread from her feet.

The tingly feeling has reached the top of her thigh.

She is not even trying to think what is going on.

She just wants to be alive again.

Alive, before her life turned dark.

Before she reached the end of innocence.

When she was a carefree girl.

Swinging and hugging her teddies.

A sudden rush of nostalgia hit her.

She misses her old family.

She misses life.

She misses her old, true self.

The End

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