Zeliah5

A knock on the door The past has caught up on me agian. Knocking at my door. 'So you want to inflict me with pain and despair agian?' 'Have I not suffered enough already?' 'Is it so enjoyable to see me suffer?' you thought. You see. Unlike you, I don't have someone to protect me from my demons of the past. Someone who puts their arms around me like a shield to protect me from the pain. And maybe that's for the best. Because now at this very moment I don't need anyone to protect me. You will understand me when you have seen me. People who I once knew won't even regocnize me. The only thing that stands between me and that pain at the moment

In the distance of London a crow was flying over a graveyard. The crow then stopped at a statua of a woman with her head on her hand as if it was sad. Then a girl came to the graveyard. The crow looked at her and she looked back with tired looking eyes. It started raining. A drop fell from the face of a statue as if it was crying. The girl stood their looking at the statue. She then asked; 'why are you crying'? Then a voice suddenly came from the distance. 'Because i have seen people come and go with great sadness for many years now.' The girl startled by this gasped in horror. 'Who is that, where are you??' She looked through the whole gr