I remember my mom once asked me why i loved opening the car window so much when we were driving and i said that ''its because i loved feeling the wind in my face, feeling free'' i still think about that moment sometimes, but now i feel nothing i feel empty. I miss my mom, my Friends, my family i miss my sisters to the ones i used to sit with and discuss my problems with, i miss them all so much...
I remember the day the police started searching for me the day fear and worry first struck my mom and sisters i hated seeing them all like that pale and shaky hoping i would be home soon... hoping i was safe. i remember the day after that and the day after that everyday they looked worse and worse, pasty pale skin dark circles under there eyes everyday getting deeper and deeper.
I can remember the day the police and there police dogs found my body i'd never looked so pale and fragile so worn and ill but also i'd never looked so at rest and tormented at the same time, i remember floating down and sitting next to my slumped body and crying as the tears hit the decomposing leaves and pale parts of my face and drifting off until i was gone in the wind. That day my mom and sisters got the news i was there with them but they didn't know it, my mom fell to her knees crying out in pain my sisters were next to her doing the same i don't know if they feel me ever but I'm there in the wind the sun rays that hit there faces in daybreak and fall in the melody that the birds sing in the morning and before they go to sleep at night I'm the rain the snow and trees they just don't know it yet...
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