A Stolen Heart

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is my second piece for thegiver and crazycraze28's contest.

Submitted: January 04, 2014

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The snow it covers the ground I’m walking on like a blanket hiding the slippery ice beneath it and as I walk I slip and slide a little here and there but, I just don’t notice. Snow each little flake of snow felt like it was holding a secret from some person in the world but, maybe my secrets were being held by the snow and frozen by the ice to last a few weeks and melt away except they wouldn’t just melt away because nothing is as simple as that. Not in my world at least. I was walking up and down streets both empty and overcrowded by happy families and couples having a snow day while I got to be the outsider looking in. It didn’t matter that we could’ve been happy; no it didn’t matter to him at all. And because of him I have to be stuck in the past looking over my shoulder hoping I could melt away my secrets so no one could see them but, I can’t have that I have to look over my shoulder until the day I die. Inside I’m frozen like the ground except I won’t be able to melt away into a pool of water and evaporate away.

Guilty. I was guilty of too many things all bad even if I did them for someone else who thought I did the right thing. I soon notice an empty bench near a big mostly empty park and there I sit and let myself swirl back to those snowy icy memories in the back of my head. I sit there on that bench watching people come and go and children play in that park but, I don’t really see them I only see my stupid mistakes which caused me to screw up and ruin lives. I finally got up and continued walking up and down then it started to snow again. I kept walking my head down looking at the ground my feet walked on leaving behind foot prints that would disappear when the snow melted. I kept walking until I accidentally bumped into someone.

“Sorry excuse me I didn’t mean to bump into you.” I say keeping my eyes down at the ground.

‘It’s okay miss.” The man I bumped into replies before taking off down the street in the opposite direction. I continue on my way down the lonely street stuck on the past not really sure how I could move forward. Guilt made me a prisoner of my own mind and I felt hopelessly lost inside the dark in my mind. Ice and snow covered the ground but, it would melt away for summer whereas the snow and ice in my head would never go away and it would always bury secrets. I would always face whatever secrets that lie buried in the ice in my dark mind alone.


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