Conspiring brainstorming flowed
around her as her mind drifted to another time. Melancholy feelings cascaded
through her in crashing waves and she desired nothing more that to turn back
the clock.
Blankly staring at the passing
scenery around her, she relived the few memories she could recall. All the
times she was ostracized for her young age and the too-few days she had
childishly played with her friends swarmed her mind.
Wishing time-travel existed, she
pitied her missed opportunities and fading memories. These emotions, so thick
she could swim in them, were her undoing and she realized they were just wounding
her.
Morning what she couldn’t change one
last time, she began tucking her thoughts away in their designated compartment
in her brain and she drifted back to the present. The conversation around her
surged in a mighty wave of words to envelope her.
Smiling to herself because of the
friendly faces nearby, she decided to enjoy the current days rather that rehash
what was out of her reach.
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