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Originally posted by: NidzCole_ArTi

<div align="center"><div align="center"><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="2">Home</font></div><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="2">I wasn't afraid and I knew it. I couldn't
understand why it always ended up like this. Always ended up with me in the dark
cold, alone, lost, lifeless. Somehow I always made it out of there,
relatively unscathed, physically atleast.

But
mentally I was scarred, the scars embedded so deep inside of me that there was
no way they would ever fade away. The memories of those days, those horrid days,
hound me even today. Though I know I'm far from there, safe and cozy (once
again, physically), the nightmares never fail to visit. I repeatedly beg them to
go away, to leave me alone, yes, I wanted to be alone.

The
pain of living even after he didn't, the excruciating piercing pain of the
invisible knife repeatedly stabbing my heart, was slowly turning into numbness.
I was growing immune to the stabbing, but not to the pain, the pain never left
me.

I thought of those carefree days of my life. The
days where he was around, to lift up my spirits, to guard me from all evils,
protecting me in those strong, warm hands of his...those days were over. Now
came the days when I had to fight with nature to kill myself, to end this horrid
torture called life.

Everybody said I would get over it and I tried to
believe them, but deep down I knew that nothing would ever be the same. I would
never be alright again. Running away from home was an option, but I had no
home.

Four years ago from this date I was just another
sixteen year old in the orphanage. He, strong and handsome, at the age of
seventeen had visited for a school project. We became friends and soon much much
beyond that. He rescued me from there and promised a lifetime together, till
eternity.

But promises are never kept...don't take me wrong,
he tried his level best, but one evening, when the gray clouds engulfed the
clouds, an omen perhaps. Just like in any movies the gang of villains came to
attack us. But unlike any movie, the villains emerged victorious. My brave hero
fought till his last breath, injured as many as he could.

The
evil tried to kill me, but they didn't succeed. I wish they had, then he and I
would still be together. I escaped, unscathed. I fought against my own life for
three whole years trying to find a loophole in nature which would make my work
so much easier. But, alas. Nature defied me, death defied me.

But
today I'm prepared. I have been planning for a while, to end it, for once and
for all. I looked down the cliff and saw a long stretch of nothing. I walked to
the edge, opened my arms wide and smiled.

Bending down slightly, I took a leap. The wind was
soaring in my face, what a marvellous feeling! This is how flying must feel. I
couldn't enjoy the pleasurable feeling for long because I crashed. Usually a
person would weep because of the pain, but I'm not just another
person.

I felt myself rolling in a crippled position,
unable to move. My smile turned even more wide. During the last few moments of
my life I decided to think about all the beautiful memories with him: our first
meeting, our first date, our confession, our first kiss, our plans for the
future. I felt my breath rate going slower and I knew what my last thought would
be. The reponse to his last words I will wait.

"I'm
here," I said, breathing my last.

I
opened my eyes in heaven and saw him. I ran into his arms felt them snake around
me protectively. I hid my face in his naked chest. Yes, I was
home.
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I wrote this a while ago and it's posted on my blog. Please leave your comments there as well😃
I know it's not MN or anything, but imagination toh hain naa😉
You can imagine it on MN if you want😊

Please leave your comments,
Nidz

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Originally posted by: 2112ization

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