She fixed her posture.
"I will stand up for myself"
That hand she dreaded came flying towards her face. The sting rippled through her cheek.
He leaned back.
"I swore I would never"
That thought he never wanted to think dawned on him heavily.
They drop to the floor.
"What will we do now?"
Those hands clasping one another tightly as their tear filled eyes take a last look at their parents graves.
What a decision...
A woman spending a night alone for the first time after 50 years.
A man burning inside as he leaves what he once knew as a living.
A boy blaming himself for his mothers absence.
A mother burying her only child's silent cry.
Promise you will go on,
Promise you will never loose hope,
Promise your loved ones that you will conquer.
The same story told hundreds of times still effects each heart differently every time.
Words can never describe their pain.
Maybe we should cry tonight...
Maybe we could heal whats left of this..
Maybe just maybe we can try.
To each his own, evenly set for them.
They can handle this.