Inside the forest
The twilight cover the forest, bringing afraid and scar, this source of the night make us think, walking alone Miroki Sakino could only to reflect his life, but nothing enough!
Jay doesn’t exist anymore, he knows, the time will let the memories defines until the end, everything will be judgements of her own consciousness about what happened.
Three months ago
-Jay, you need to go, the bus school will be here in ten minutes!
– I know Dad, I was eating more waffles.
The lovely child answered his dad and goes to the school.
The days used to be always the same. Since Moa dead father and son trying to live again, they never forget, but Miroki feels that remember was more sporadic, the images were not so good in his hand, the photos helped but everything changed.
Jay suffered a lot, but he was easy to distracted, but Miroki could remember his wife every day, he could imagine her in the morning, during a romantic movie, he miss her every single day.
-Hi dad!
– Hi, good day in the school? – he answered for the child that tell something funny.
Every day his home was been filled with smiles and laughs.
One week ago
Miroki was depressed and trying to refrain himself, every day was a little torturing and he need so search for something that could give another meaning for her his life.
Passed two weeks finding force to fight against the dead again, he finally lost, this was when lost himself too.
One month ago
-Bye dad, I will be there in the Mike’s house – he said fit the last time.
– Bye, don’t back late.
This was the advise, but he never could back, thirty minutes after this moment the cellphone was calling. Just one call to inform, his son was in the hospital, he tried to fight to the cure, but the truck was uncontrollable fast, the driving was arrested, but never enough, nothing never enough.
His scars are so deep, and he was so fragile.
Now
He was ready, his bag was filled, he had walked for almost one hour when he started to find the posters….
“Think in your family one more time”
” Don’t try to solve your problems alone”
Neither could be applied for him, he doesn’t had family anymore, he need to do something and he doesn’t have anyone. Sure, he had friends, but most part of his life was reaped in the last year. And now he needed to find answers.
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