Memory Lane

Where to begin, I'm not sure, how about the warm summer breeze, or soothing winter air. There's alot to show but not much to tell, funny.

I always dreamed of home, a good one, I've had a simple life, a calm one, a good family, Oh how I wish it lasted, how I wish it could have continued for a little while longer.

Things fade away and sometimes there's nothing we can do about, I'm writing this in my favourite blue notebook, so if anyone reads this, they might have hope.

I'm quite religious, I grew up in Christian home, had friends of other cultures though, I remember when my brother and I ran around the church gardens playing tag, uncle Mason pretending to be an evil demon, while we tried to escape, my brother always won, he is a good climber and fast runner, I believe he will make it into the Olympics one day, too bad I won't be there in person, I'll miss when my friend Naomi, would get her face paints and dress me up for Halloween even if we weren't allowed to go anywhere.

Every season, year, day, hour, minute and second was amazing, I truly lived. Now times up, accidents happened and there's nothing we can do about it, my body lays on the road bloody from the car impact, mum and my younger brother screaming, people taking videos and pictures, some calling for help, sad, I was only 14. I can see it all and hear too, but they can't see ME anymore, I'll have to wait for them, hopefully in heaven, as I go I'll take a trip down memory lane.

From a young teen.