The grave that was never filledby: Shreya Rajvanshi
I walk around, turn my head back and see nothing but all fog. It disappears when I get closer, I see him, he’s right there. Standing, wearing his favourite sky blue jeans and shirt, always the same colour. I go close, held his hand in mine but he turned away in the black fog. Now, it’s all black. My whole life is black. I’m stuck, stuck for a long time. There’s no light, no hope. Not even him. So how do I hold myself, how do I get out of it? No idea, I fear that I would be stuck here for forever! Can someone call her? Because after him, she’s the only hope for me.
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