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A picture away, to burn a new way
#WritcoStoryPrompt8
The picture in the frame held a lot of memories. Some good, some sad. Her tired eyes roamed over it one last time before she tossed it in the fire. It was time to start afresh. Lead a new life, the way she wants to live hers. She watched the picture burns in the flaming fire, a single tear dripping down her cheeks. she is reminded of her past, her worries and her laughs. She remembers that day, the day that photo was taken. A dark night, with loud singing, and city lights beaming, her and her friends laughter, to her it sounded like a melody. A reminder of what was, and what could have been. A reminder that even on days like that, the 12th of December, snow falling, warm clothing with hugs and love, yearning and Melancholy. With or Without our loves. It was a sad day, but it is also now is remembered as a nostalgic day.
Reminiscing over the past, about an hour after dark she went on to her home. She shut the gate and went into her...
The picture in the frame held a lot of memories. Some good, some sad. Her tired eyes roamed over it one last time before she tossed it in the fire. It was time to start afresh. Lead a new life, the way she wants to live hers. She watched the picture burns in the flaming fire, a single tear dripping down her cheeks. she is reminded of her past, her worries and her laughs. She remembers that day, the day that photo was taken. A dark night, with loud singing, and city lights beaming, her and her friends laughter, to her it sounded like a melody. A reminder of what was, and what could have been. A reminder that even on days like that, the 12th of December, snow falling, warm clothing with hugs and love, yearning and Melancholy. With or Without our loves. It was a sad day, but it is also now is remembered as a nostalgic day.
Reminiscing over the past, about an hour after dark she went on to her home. She shut the gate and went into her...
