Damien
Sometimes, there is something that never stops chasing us. It could be sadness, happiness, anger, or maybe, some little fears too. I was chased by an assortment of all these aspects. As I watched Belle playing with Lucas across the trailer, I knew who was at fault and who had set me in such a hazard.
While approaching me with Lucas, Belle caught my gaze and narrowed her eyes. “Why are you glaring at me like this?” She asked.
I watered the nearby white cosmos plant and ignored what she had asked. “You should be in the school at this hour.” The water vibrated the little leaves. Dad seeded this flower plant about four years ago. There was no reason, no event. That day, he just returned home from outside only to implant it here and then left again.
“You too.” Belle muttered and foll
