• As he walked across the dim park, trees almost black and grass lay sleeping on the soil, blowing in the wind, tears fell from his pale cheeks, and onto the rotten black stone path. His cyan tears fell with the dark blue raindrops, splashing on the decaying leaves, like a comet, landing on the earth's skin. His only light; was the moon, staring into the poor boy's soul. Through his tears, the boy wailed:
    "I`m nothing anymore..."
    He looked up from the path to see a beautiful girl, dressed in white, her chocolate hair flew with the gales of wind.
    He ran, he ran to her, he gave her a hug...
    ...but he fell. He fell onto the cold stone path.
    It was his imagination, screaming for love.
    The boy didn't get up, he lay there.
    "I wish it would all go away...I wish It was to end!!"