Raindrops are all around me in this hazy cloud, then I jump, from my happy world I fall. The Earth grows larger, my fear tingling withen me, but my exitment overwelming. Soon I find myself falling into a grey city full of darkness and coldness. I land on a little boy's cheek, and as I roll off his dirty face, I feel his soft, loving warmth and childish happiness flow thoughout me as he jumps in the muddy puddles.Soon I'm inches from the ground, oh I don't want to let go of the child's warmth for the cold, unloving mud. I try desperetly to cling to his tattered and torn jacket, but still I fall. As the mud ingulfs me, I am still, dead, and cold. Soon others will join me in this muddy dump to in the middle of the road to be splashed onto unhappy bystanders, none of them with the warmth oh the boy, just coldness like the mud that will soak their clothes. I settle down, it won't help crying over this, I'll fall again, well after I evaporated again, of course. Slowly I close my watery eyes for the long rest that awaits me.
-by meh the baka, who else would write this -_-'
-by meh the baka, who else would write this -_-'
