I was alone. I was cold. I was lost.
My mother had just died, right before my eyes. I’m still just a foal. My mother couldn't make it. My father wasn’t around, so for all I know he could be dead too. I can’t take this. I can’t do this. I should just die right here and right now. I’m hoping God will grant me my wish and let me die now. What am I supposed to do without family? I can’t look after myself. I can barely even walk. I have nothing.
I am nothing.
I’m nothing without a family. In this raging storm, I’m probably going to die from the cold anyway. I’m soaking wet. If only the puddles were big enough, I could drown in them. But unfortunately, life isn’t fair. I feel like I’m being swallowed up by my own shadow. I feel like drifting off into nowhere. I feel like disappearing from this cruel world. Nothing's ever going to be right again. No matter what happens. I’ll always be alone. Always.
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The Willow Tree
General FictionA story about a lost horse, with no family alive. She's been living in fear until she meets a human girl who changes her life as she knows it forever. °•°•°•°•° This is my very first story on Wattpad, so it's probably not that great.
