MistyGirl13

Frederick Chase hated the littlest things about his past actions and missed the littlest things about his daughter, and it was during the littlest moments that he would let his sorrow and regret overtake him. He would be away from everything, in his car driving to work, and his emotions would hit him suddenly. Always he tried to repress them, and he never allowed his wife to see, but his attempts were fruitless, the guilt and agony striking him frequently and evoking an aching feeling of remorse in his soul. The first of the actions that he would remember were the worst, those that tore him apart when he recalled them. He couldn’t unde

      I opened my eyes to the buttery sunshine of a Saturday morning. The sun rays illuminated the dust motes in the air and made them look like tiny orbiting planets.       Before I could get up, I realized something.       "Oh my Gods. . . I'm getting married today," I whispered to myself, then smiled wide.       Before I could pull off the covers, my hand clutched something long and thin. I lifted it up, it was a red rose. I smiled again to myself, thinking about last night.       Percy h