![]() ![]() I hated that feeling of loneliness, and I hated not knowing where I was, and why those old people were staring at me. I rubbed my eyes hard, as if I could erase the dream and the strange feelings that went with it. And I could almost understand the loneliness and the fear of the little girl who felt so all alone. I could almost feel the softness of the kitten I’d held. I could almost smell the musty, closed-in odor of the big building I’d been standing in. I woke up with a start, and it took me a second to realize that I was safe in my own room. ![]() They stood and watched wordlessly as I called for my mother. They weren’t exactly strangers, but I didn’t feel connected to them in any way. “Mama! Mama!” Where was she? I felt so alone, even though a kitten was cradled in my arms, and even though some people were near me. ![]()
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