A person's Thoughts
Shuddering slightly too the cold, it was around 9 a.m. in the morning.
The sun is still raising the person laid there wondering what would happen if the whole human race died.
The awsner came instantly .
The awsner was simple to a thing so horrible and unimaginable the awsner was,
The world would still keep spinning .
The person laid there closing there eyes, hoping that someone would come someone to fill the empty void in them.
A person that would become their friend. The person sighed out a breath thinking if someone should come what should they say?
It was easily awsnered again the person would say
Would you be my friend? The person thought as if the whole scene was playing in their head .
The wind blew strongly of a cold autumns day. But the person didn't go home no matter how cold it gotten.
Instead they turned on their side and moved more into the sun to let it warm up their face and was thinking once more.
Well the sun is my friend but it doesn't talk back .
The person opened their eyes seeing a beetle crawling out of their hair startled at first but slowly calmed to their thought when they say it.
I should kill it. The person thought but paused watching the beetle continue on about it's day in their hair.
Why should I ,dose it deserve to die at all. It wasn't for that person to judge whether it did or not .
The person looked at their hands that rested in front of them letting the beetle go about its business .
The gust of wind came stronger the person's body slowly moved with it when the wind blew wondering if their heart is this stormy like a dust devil.
They didn't know their feelings were confused. They are alone in this world and boredom was something that they forgotten the meaning to.
Boredom is something that doesn't exists in their quite world. The person sat up and gazed across the golden plains it was dead quite.
No one was coming.
But the person didn't give up hope they came back day after day hoping someone would come and be the person's friend.
The sun is still raising the person laid there wondering what would happen if the whole human race died.
The awsner came instantly .
The awsner was simple to a thing so horrible and unimaginable the awsner was,
The world would still keep spinning .
The person laid there closing there eyes, hoping that someone would come someone to fill the empty void in them.
A person that would become their friend. The person sighed out a breath thinking if someone should come what should they say?
It was easily awsnered again the person would say
Would you be my friend? The person thought as if the whole scene was playing in their head .
The wind blew strongly of a cold autumns day. But the person didn't go home no matter how cold it gotten.
Instead they turned on their side and moved more into the sun to let it warm up their face and was thinking once more.
Well the sun is my friend but it doesn't talk back .
The person opened their eyes seeing a beetle crawling out of their hair startled at first but slowly calmed to their thought when they say it.
I should kill it. The person thought but paused watching the beetle continue on about it's day in their hair.
Why should I ,dose it deserve to die at all. It wasn't for that person to judge whether it did or not .
The person looked at their hands that rested in front of them letting the beetle go about its business .
The gust of wind came stronger the person's body slowly moved with it when the wind blew wondering if their heart is this stormy like a dust devil.
They didn't know their feelings were confused. They are alone in this world and boredom was something that they forgotten the meaning to.
Boredom is something that doesn't exists in their quite world. The person sat up and gazed across the golden plains it was dead quite.
No one was coming.
But the person didn't give up hope they came back day after day hoping someone would come and be the person's friend.