Sadness fills the air as we glace upon a lifeless corpse, The boy who's life was cut short due to misfortune now leads the life of the paranormal. The preacher gives a prayer, to guide the restless spirt to heavens gate.
Some enjoy so very much, to meet up with the people of their past, and think back fondly to their childhood days, but what about the others? Those that nobody noticed, those they have hurt and insulted. If you push someone around, just why would you think they'd be pleased to see your face again?
There's pleasure and pain in commencing one part of your life to transit into another, but in the end, life goes on, whether we want it, or not, but you will leave your prints behind and you let go of one thing to gain something else....
Just a rough ripp-off of what was going through my mind back then, the fear and uncertainity, with nowhere to run or hide without a safe place around.
Just one word of advice, if that's you: accept any help offered, and get out as fast as you can