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THE TREASURE I LOST
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The old, treasure chest lay exposed when the storm retreated.It dream come true, all the efforts ,troubles had yielded. Jenny went picking the box and cuddles it on her chest as if it were her long lost lover.
Tears started streaming down my cheeks, I had lost my parents in the process, I thought the joy of holding the treasure will erase the pain away. I couldn't help my heart from tearing apart.
The poverty that covered our head forced us into finding the treasure, it was cruel to include my parents in this but they wouldn't let me go by myself knowing the danger lurking.
The images of my mother falling into that abyss,vividly started forming in my mind ,I couldn't help but screech in terror. Now the horror stood there before me.My mother stood before me ,bloody face looking through my eyes. Her stare sent shivers down my nerves,
It was as if she was asking me why did I leave her to die. 'come with me son,come with me.'
No no....,I started walking back words when I hit on someone chest,I turned to look and there stood my Father, 'you killed us ,he said; He had a strange look on face ,a big scar that no mere mortal would resist. An axe in his big calloused hands.
My time was on the edge on this global of a thing called earth. I killed them now I must die.As the ugly man lifted his axe up ,sure he wasn't my father anymore, my eyes went black. A soft smooth hand got hold of my hand, 'it's OK brother everything will be alright, Jenny said;
I open my eyes slowly ,and everything seems to have gone except for Jenny and the box. Unknown to me I lost the greatest treasure in search for treasure. They were always going to hunt my guilt.
The old, treasure chest lay exposed when the storm retreated.It dream come true, all the efforts ,troubles had yielded. Jenny went picking the box and cuddles it on her chest as if it were her long lost lover.
Tears started streaming down my cheeks, I had lost my parents in the process, I thought the joy of holding the treasure will erase the pain away. I couldn't help my heart from tearing apart.
The poverty that covered our head forced us into finding the treasure, it was cruel to include my parents in this but they wouldn't let me go by myself knowing the danger lurking.
The images of my mother falling into that abyss,vividly started forming in my mind ,I couldn't help but screech in terror. Now the horror stood there before me.My mother stood before me ,bloody face looking through my eyes. Her stare sent shivers down my nerves,
It was as if she was asking me why did I leave her to die. 'come with me son,come with me.'
No no....,I started walking back words when I hit on someone chest,I turned to look and there stood my Father, 'you killed us ,he said; He had a strange look on face ,a big scar that no mere mortal would resist. An axe in his big calloused hands.
My time was on the edge on this global of a thing called earth. I killed them now I must die.As the ugly man lifted his axe up ,sure he wasn't my father anymore, my eyes went black. A soft smooth hand got hold of my hand, 'it's OK brother everything will be alright, Jenny said;
I open my eyes slowly ,and everything seems to have gone except for Jenny and the box. Unknown to me I lost the greatest treasure in search for treasure. They were always going to hunt my guilt.
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