the abadoned : me

You see that? Yes. THAT.It used be my home, where all of us would live together, like one big happy family. There was mama and papa, nick and sarah...and me.We were very happy. And content.

But,
now the house gives me the creeps. Because it is empty. Deserted. Desolated.AlONE!

The garden has overgrown. Wildly. The paint is crawling off the huge walls and the roof is broken in over a hundred places.Or maybe more.Or less. I really don't know.cuz i really can't focus. My eyes are not as good as they used to be. Neither are my ears any longer. I have aged. And a great deal at that.

Still, it feels just like yesterday, that i was there, in that house, with my family. In the evenings, i would play with nick and sarah in the garden. Unlike now as it is, it used to green with pretty flowers, blossoming everywhere, then, We would play, laugh, run and play.....laugh, run and play...





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...life events....dad was such a good narrator.....and mom just smiled all through the time....she was so beatiful.so very....and that smile. So perfect. Her ebony black long hair on her white face with those rosy lips....just beautiful.....she was thin, And tall. But not as tall as dad, who unlike mom.....
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....together they made a perfect pair. Just like the ones made in heaven
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...........We had moved here 13 years ago. Nick and sarah were very young then. So was I, but not so young. At that time , people had dubbed it as the haunted house.Maybe, because it was lonely...far away from the city. Whatever it was supposed to be, it was no longer to be, cause mom filled it with all her love and dad mended it with all his care. And we the young ones filled it with our laughter.

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You may certainly ask if it were so, that if were so happy, then why am i lying here in such a miserable condition?????

Yes, my condition is miserable....due to the pain i have been through....Come closer and i will tell you....
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