As she was being swallowed by the world she thought of all those lonely nights that had been spent in darkness. She thought of the sadness she had felt, and the emptiness that had always embraced her. Not a day had gone by without her wondering what made her different. What made her sit alone on the bench, while everyone else seemed to be in pairs. She used to close her eyes and pretend, imagine that someone was sitting next to her. Sharing their life with her, their up's, their downs. She would take comfort in these moments, but as soon as she opened her eyes again she was reminded of the truth. She was abandoned by the world. Sitting alone, on her bench, with no one next to her. No on to talk to, no one to see her.
Cartoon taken from the wonderful blog Stuff No One Told me (but I learned anyway)
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