The death of the old me

by last_petal   Apr 26, 2006


I remember that silent night
I was sitting by the window
Keeping myself busy
In star gazing
Then, i heard a loud scream
It feels like a glass was shattered into pieces
I looked around
To know what is happening
Then I saw a girl
Being stabbed to death
And the killer jumped out the window
In a second he goned away
I felt frightened
That sultry night
Turned to another cold night
I, the go near to the girl
I checked up her pulse
But there's nothing
The girl was dead
When I checked up who she was
A big suprise came in
I was thet girl
Lying on the floor
With a smile in my face
I closed my eyes
In that very moment..
I felt the coldness of the wind..
I opened my eyes
And saw a new me...
Which is much stronger than the old me
Sorry for the death of the old me
Everything was meant to change
in the right time

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