XIII. LOST MEMORIES

THE blinding rays are still dim. My blue eyes welcomed by the view of an amazingly beautiful flower garden. It fascinated me to see any kind of blooming flowers and oversized fountains that became the center of this garden.

The sound of feet approaching. I immediately dimmed behind a tree trunk. Two little kids running around the park. The boy in the black hair chuckles at the fact that the child who is smaller than him shouted from his back.

“Louis, give back my candy!” shouted the brunette boy.

“Take it by yourself.”

“Just watch out!” the boy replied with his lisp accent.

They kept running around. Seeing those two boys made me smile. His little brother’s foot knocked out, he fell down. That boy hit the ground pretty hard. He’s getting into a crying. The boy with the dark hair ran up to his brother.

“Are you okay?”

“It hurts.”