this morning #1635.
this morning, i headed to school fully intending to live life as if it was just another school day. it wasn’t though. not by a long shot. now the three of us had this secret to keep. all day, i kept thinking back to when we were kids playing in the woods behind my friend’s house. we’d often end up at the cliff. tossing rocks off the edge. listening. waiting for the crash as they reached the bottom. i wondered what ungodly sound the stranger made as he soared through the air & came into contact with the ground. likely either a frightened scream ending in an instant or a stunned silence & a thud. i pictured my friend shouting down at him, hearing nothing but an echo in response. choosing silence. just like i was.