She was always a lonely girl.
Always looking for something she didn’t have.
Something that would make her happy, make her whole.
A friend, a puppy, some toys.
However as soon as the friend would leave or the puppy or toy became old the sadness would return again.
All alone.
Always alone.
Nothing to quench the silence.
Books became tiresome, TV became boring.
Staring at the ceiling was the same.
Chasing love, which was never enough.
Always wanting more which was eventually denied.
The little girl all alone with just her and her mind.
Forever alone till the end of time.

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About Vanessa Bednar

I am an actor, a writer, a mom, an adventurer.

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