The Unforgotten Maria
I was running. GUN guards were chasing Maria and I. They shot her! I tried to help her, but she declined. She made me go. I couldn't just leave her there! The GUN guards were taking her away! I had to save her! She was shot and may die… No! They took her… My beloved friend is… gone. I yelled her name in despair, "Maria!!!..." Her beautiful face is still in my memories………….
I woke up on Rouge's couch. It was that awful nightmare again. I should just try to forget it. That's what I do every morning anyways. I got up from the couch and went in the kitchen. I looked at the time on the microwave. It was 5:21 a.m. I made myself some coffee and went over to the table to sit down. I couldn't get that dream out of my mind. I put my hand over my face as if I were ashamed. I heard footsteps coming from the hall. It was Rouge. She was in her light pink, silk robe, and had her slippers on. They had hearts on them. "Hey Shadow. Why are you up so early? Something wrong?" she asked me. I took my hand off my face and told her I was fine. Then I got up from the table and put my coffee down. I took one last sip. "I'm gonna go for a walk Rouge." I told her. "OK…" she said in bewilderment.
I've been walking for a half hour now. I walked over to a hill. I always liked going there. There was a nice breeze that softly swayed my quills and it was always calm. I went over to a stone. It was a headstone. It said "R.I.P Maria." It also said, "Maria will never be forgotten, but always remembered." That was true! I can never get her out of my mind! I took a deep sigh and sat down next to the grave. I heard soft footsteps coming from behind me. I was too depressed to care who it was. It was Rouge, again, but she was fully dressed now. She sat next to me and didn't say a word. She just looked up at the sky. "You know, she didn't forget you." she said to me. "Huh?" I asked. "Maria. Her body may be dead, but her soul is alive and active." She smiled at me. "Oh…" That's all I could say. After Rouge told me that, I knew I had to forget the past and look forward to the future. Maria isn't gone, she's just in another form. Rouge reminds me of Maria. Maybe that's why I hang out with her... Or maybe there's another reason…...
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