Somewhere on the Coast, Texas|
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A Little Girl's HopelessnessThere once was a little girl.A Little Girl's Hopelessness by WarriorLoverInc
Lost and alone in a dark, dark place, she was lonelier than lonely ever could be.
She would cry, and sniffle, and run and run and run
But, it was a never ending dark place, no matter how far, or how fast she ran, the end never came.
There was no light, nor life.
The little girl did not know what death was, but at that point would have gladly accepted it.
There was only one thing that could comfort her to some extent.
The little girl had the most beautiful dreams.
Dreams of candy, of life and love, of a well connected family.
Of music and books, of friends, sisters, and animals
But they were just dreams; she would wake to the cold reality of nothingness again, and cry.
One day, something appeared.
It was a white stick of some sort.
Curiosity prompted the little girl to pick it up.
The white stick was such a brilliant color, it burned her eyes.
Immediately, the little girl had an idea.
She touched the stick to the black nothingness.