No Plagiarism!D6YljqUNGhAnSOqmPkbHposted on PENANA As I sat in the miserably cold broken down house, I started to wonder, what have I done to deserve this treatment? I watched through the bordered up windows as cars drove by blasting their music, and as a happy couple walked by, the woman cradling her outstretched belly. They were smiling. They were smiling because they were happy. I wish I could smile at a time like this. I sighed and turned around. I closed my eyes and placed my head on the charred wall. I remember my grandmother always telling me that, " You have to be the most positive in the worst of times. You mustn't dwell on the past or else it will hold you back from the things you want in life."
"Always. Be. Positive."374Please respect copyright.PENANAal4069Ib4I 8964 copyright protection370PENANAZMsTlQXqJR 維尼
I wish that I could listen to those over and over again, and get up and step outside. That everything would be different then it was ten seconds ago. That I could have friends. That I could fall in love and have a family. That my parents would come back. My sister and brother would come back. My grandparents would come back. Everyone that I loved would all come running back to me and I could greet them with a smile and a hug. But I known that would never happen. My parents aren't coming, my siblings aren't coming, my grandparents aren't coming, and neither is anyone else. The only thing that would happen when I walked outside would be screaming, running, and cops. Cops with guns and bullet proof vests hiding behind the best police cars. Telling me to surrender. To drop all my weapons. The only thing that would greet me if I went outside is, pain, fear, and handcuffs.8964 copyright protection370PENANAhQcbtoNxdU 維尼