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“You could have been a good writer, you know? Why did you stop?” He said flipping through the pages of her book.
“Why?” she chuckled “I lost someone” she added.
“What did you lose?” he asked curiously.
“I lost a good friend.” She paused “his name was hope”
He looked at her confused. She smiled continuing.
“Hope and I were close friends. Very close. He was there when no one was; he encouraged me when I felt like giving up. Then I met Doubt. He showed me the world. The real world. It was breathtaking at first but then it became sad. It’s funny how Doubt invited some of his friends to give their input. There were Anger, Comparison, and Depression.” she scoffed.
“There were so many. But those three stuck together like glue talking the most. When Hope tried to talk, they would shut him down overpower him. Ironically, he was Hopeless.” She turned to face him.
“Anytime I think about it, it wasn’t anyone’s fault but mine. I turned my back on my only good friend and let others throw me in despair. When they had enough of me; when I was the lowest of low, they left. I had lost everything.” She wiped the tear that rolled down her cheeks and laughed.
“Out of nowhere Hope, the friend I betrayed. That I turned my back on came back. But I was to low that I chased him away. And at that moment I knew I really had nothing. She stood up.
“I was furious at him for not speaking up louder when they shut him down. He looked at me with a sad expression on his face. He said ‘I had no power but you did. The only one that could stop them was you but you didn’t because you didn’t want to’
I was going crazy, I had gone crazy. At that moment I thought ‘where did my confidence go? Where did my bravery go? WHERE DID THEY ALL GO!!?’ She shouted her shoulders shaking, covering her face as she sobbed. She stopped sniffling. “No. Where did I go?”
“You could have been a good writer, you know? Why did you stop?” He said flipping through the pages of her book.
“Why?” she chuckled “I lost someone” she added.
“What did you lose?” he asked curiously.
“I lost a good friend.” She paused “his name was hope”
He looked at her confused. She smiled continuing.
“Hope and I were close friends. Very close. He was there when no one was; he encouraged me when I felt like giving up. Then I met Doubt. He showed me the world. The real world. It was breathtaking at first but then it became sad. It’s funny how Doubt invited some of his friends to give their input. There were Anger, Comparison, and Depression.” she scoffed.
“There were so many. But those three stuck together like glue talking the most. When Hope tried to talk, they would shut him down overpower him. Ironically, he was Hopeless.” She turned to face him.
“Anytime I think about it, it wasn’t anyone’s fault but mine. I turned my back on my only good friend and let others throw me in despair. When they had enough of me; when I was the lowest of low, they left. I had lost everything.” She wiped the tear that rolled down her cheeks and laughed.
“Out of nowhere Hope, the friend I betrayed. That I turned my back on came back. But I was to low that I chased him away. And at that moment I knew I really had nothing. She stood up.
“I was furious at him for not speaking up louder when they shut him down. He looked at me with a sad expression on his face. He said ‘I had no power but you did. The only one that could stop them was you but you didn’t because you didn’t want to’
I was going crazy, I had gone crazy. At that moment I thought ‘where did my confidence go? Where did my bravery go? WHERE DID THEY ALL GO!!?’ She shouted her shoulders shaking, covering her face as she sobbed. She stopped sniffling. “No. Where did I go?”
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