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As night came i stand on a rock over looking a cliff and pointing my sword outward and i think to myself, why? why does she like me? all my life i have been a lone wolf a loner i care only for my self and now i have these strange feelings that i did not know exsisted in my heart. As i look up into the sky a storm is brewing you can hear the thunder allo around but i do not mind actually i don't care i look inward and try to find out what changed me and why people like me i always stayed to myself i was never hurt i was fine happy in a way but not know she likes me and their are other people who i now call friends what is wrong with mei wish i knew as i look at my sword it was and still my friend i always depended on it and it never failed me. as the thunder shot all around me i screamed as loud as i can and while i was yellinga bolt of lightning stuck my sword and i screamed even more not that the shot painned me but for the pain in my heart and i screamed all the louder as the thunder hit and the lightning shocked me all around i found comfort in the storm it was soothing in a way and i felt at ease. as the rain washed over me i still did not have a answer and as the next shot of lightning came i looked at my sword waiting for the next jolt to hit me and waiting to see if i fined my answer in my screams of agony
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