Do I See?

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Walking aimlessly lost through the woods, I stumble upon a young girl sitting in the middle of a clearing, her face so sweet, innocent, small lips, and tiny hands with shirt slender fingers. Her eyes rose to meet mine, and what had first been a young girl suddenly appeared to be a very old women, one older than I had ever seen before. Her eyes were the color of dark chocolate, small, slightly turned down at the edges, they showed clearly the depth of her grief. Deep lines were etched into her forehead from what looked to be decades of worry, she had dark blue lines under her eyes as if she had never slept a day in her life, shadowed lines were drawn downward from her lips from years of crying, long brown hair was streaked with wide strings of white hair as if they had been stripped of their color by some horrific sight, such small hands had fingers that were withered to the bone, as if barely covered by skin, and within her hands she held what to my horror, was a heart, a heart that looked like it had been sliced all over on the outside, and then had been laid out to dry in the desert. I gasped in disbelief as she showed it to me, I squeezed my eyes tightly closes, sure that I must be asleep and having a nightmare, when I opened them, I saw before me the little girl yet again, tears streaming down her pale face, and in her hands she held a bleeding heart, as I began to blink, it occurred to me, that the child had a hole in her chest, but in that short instance, as my eyes opened.... the girl was gone.






Just_April1974