The Barrier On The Eye

of the hat's widow. The moment my eyelids shut's, I'll find myself sinking into dep

ed by the memories of the past. Just when I'll be standing still, the traffic sounds will b

my son, my husband called just five minutes

a'

only four years old. Pleas

m s

omething to my son. Pleas

ight. The scene will feel so current even my body will feel right there present. The glass will d

s my s

say Pen cakes, drawing walls and a soccer ball has always been every boy's

trees of spring, dodging water guns with my sisters and b

of a one's flash backs because not even one of us, bare to travel back to the past even if it cost us not to see the pic

ember it happened around December in 2000, before I was in my fi

's been pouring ever since last night and the window is wet from the rain drops but slowly becoming dry, once In a while I'll check. All I could

ng a little off speed. That's when I heard Mom's request. “P

I've even gave the ball a character, naming her 'Pluto' it's a tiny woman I crafted with matches sticks attached to th

fe, give me ba

adless chicken. Gasping It's last breath on the ground as always. The chuckles cracked on top of the

e yet” Zoe giggled even lou

storylines anyways?” Pai

funny. I took a quick glance at him behind me with my pea

it included a couple of things I was expecting from them. Purchasing my most wanted Dragon toys, Simba chips and Woody from the Toy story. I was wa

is lap in the backseat. Rolling my eyes after he has tapped my Batman with his skinny tall fingers. He was sixteen and so I've heard sixteen year old's have temper issues. But neve

s phone like his life depended on it. Perhaps a girlfriend making him behave that way? I heard girlfriends and boyfriends make you do unusual things. Well, I really thought he was the coolest bro

breaking my toy!” I loud

th me and I chuckled feeling the squeeze of his masculine arms, wrapping around me li

rgotten her purse at home. Shortly I watched the van pulled over on the grass beside the road. Dad insisting

. I'm not going to melt, just by ca

n't notice the

the w

firmly

iately moved away from passenger seat. “Rosey! wait

we knew mom too well we knew this scenario was not going to turn good. Mom has always been hard-headed and sensitive most of the times. So we knew It was going to be flames of scenes. But th

little on the rain. We all no

cab needs to lessen the overload.

wrong with It. Or you mean that couple of luggage we layed at the car seat?”

e a seat belt but his only four! four! Petterson. what will happen If the police c

ng this out o

safety? On top of that you want to follow me around Instead of heading to the air

quite drawing from my take In. Like someone who'd place their mouth Inside an empty glass and started