Memories of Innocence

Date: 10/27/2019

I was passing by the church I used to go with my mom, it was dark and empty but I decided to get in anyway. Some "friends" were waiting for me outside, I'm not sure but I have the feeling it was two girls, I didn't recognize them. Inside the church, the nostalgia hit me hard, I couldn't stop crying, it was like if my mom died, which she didn't. Every corner of that place brought me memories of such a good time, a time I used to be a child, innocent and pure. Outside, the girls told me to hurry up cause we had a party to go. For some reason one of them had a drop of blood in her cheek, I passed my finger on it. On our way to that party I was feeling guilty of something. Once we got there all I really wanted was to go back in time and be just that child again.