The red sun streaked across the sky.

Its light reminds me of the happy days.

Now all I see is black.

It took five minutes for my world to be gone.

If I had been, there sooner then I could have saved them.

They are no more.

I am but a shadow of myself.

Now I have no one.

There is no light in this world.

The world I used to live in is no more.

The red sun streaked across the sky.

Reminding me of the happy days.

Journal of Danny Fenton/ Masters