f freedom as it elegantly made its way throughout the meadow in front of me. The grasses were tall and intimidating yet when met with the softness of the air, it bows down to the kindness th

e son senselessly. Tears clung to the son's eyes as he gasped for air and begged for mercy. The father stood nearby, his lips stretching wide and bright. His

eyes twinkled as the son threw his arm around him. The mother was a beau as she g

him, his familiarity had made me awestruck. He looked just like me, I reached my hand further as I tugg

nsion. I was lost in my fragments of wanting that I fell deep into ints oasis. My mother sob

ut she couldn't an

ld and responsible. With a wave of a hand, my mother drove the butler away. I knew she needed a mom

mother looked beautiful despite her age. She walked down slowly from the staircase as sh

her looked tired as she held her chin and looked outside the window. Although we had fought many times and I had lef