The Road Ahead

The road stretched on and on. I looked around, without knowing exactly where I was, but I

knew, I was very far away from home. I looked down on the dirty ground, grabbed my bag, and decided to walk. My car worked fine, but there were too many memories, and I couldn’t face them all. I just wanted to forget them. Forget everything that happened to me in the past. I was completely alone. I would never go back.

While I walked, I glanced at the sky, and saw these big dark clouds, with only a few white in between. It was extremely uncomfortable. All I could see was this long road, and the dark clouds that covered the sun. I stopped walking, and suddenly my legs started to feel heavy. I felt so vulnerable. Anything didn’t matter anymore. Everything was just a mess. I looked around again. I felt like all I could do, was to sit down on the orange looking sand, and wait for the rain to flush down. But I didn’t really want to. I just wanted to walk forever. I stopped and looked back. I could still see my car with all the dents. I thought of the accident, and the tears started streaming down my face. It was the first time I cried over the accident, and I wasn’t the type of person who just did it. I was scared of showing my tears. I felt like it was a way to show how weak I was. And I didn’t really wanted to be weak. I wanted to be strong through this. I turned around, and started walking again. Then the rain started.