Katelynn Barker
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The Lost One
Chapter 1 Beautiful. Surreal. Perfect. I lazily stroll through the woods as I make my way home. While I gaze throughout the wonders of nature, I constantly wonder what the trees are saying to each other as their leaves whistle in the wind. The flowers bloom beds of petals, showing their beauty off for the world to see. My favorite part about being in the woods is listening to the birds sing away. I wonder what it would be like to be a bird. To let my wings fly high in the sky and know that there’s no chance of falling. Falling... hm.. I hate that word. Not so much the word, but the thought of it. Have your ever fell? Figuratively, of course. I have many times. Still yet, no one is there to catch me. Why am I so.. alone?..
By Katelynn Barker6 years ago in Poets