Chapter 30

"Sorry is a word that's thrown around it doesn't mean anything if you over use it, your like the boy who cried wolf. You earn my forgiveness not plead for it," I turned around and exited the room where I left him standing there letting my words sink in. I turned around satisfied with my explanation and began walking down the stairs I heard a sniffling, I walked down to the bottom of the stairs and see a little girl in a white dress. She looks up and sniffles, she looks straight at me. The same face the same dress the same broken soul. It was me, it was 5 year-old me. The same brown hair, the same blues eyes and that same white frilly dress I wore on the day I lost everything. I stared at the little girl, she smiled slowly and began skipping out the back door. I ran after her, who was that? That couldn't be me. She begins to laugh as I chase her too the woods, her giggles echo throughout the forests, as I ran.