by Tracy Bailey
The preface of my possible novel. Small introduction.
|I'm looking straight ahead. I have got an aim and just set a goal in mind. Still, I already know there are going to be obstacles. The biggest obstacle I have to face is having to leave. Having to say those goodbyes when not wanting to.
"No" I thought . "It can't be!". We grow up so fast, we don't even notice when we're losing our innocence. The white canvas starts to loose its color, turning into a mixture of white and black like the Yin and Yang. We all have our good, we all have our bad.
"So how come I am different?" , I managed to ask him. "Time will give you all your answers" he replied.
And I stood still at what I saw next.