A Child In The Innocence Of Sleep
Every night, she cries herself to sleep. Everything is void; so vast that she couldn't see anyone or anything. All she can see is herself, lying on the floor. She bowed down. After a while, she heard a sound ... footsteps ... going toward her ... At last! There's somebody who'll save her from the emptiness of the dark room. She felt happiness for the first time. As the sound of the footsteps became louder and louder, she was very excited to see who's coming. She saw a red color, a red dot on the floor ... She touched it ... BLOOD! A drip of blood! She wondered why there's a drip of blood on the floor? What was that footsteps she heard? She bravely stood up. "Why?!", she screamed. Her voice echoed. She waited for a response. After a while, she heard a sound for the second time. But it wasn't what she expected to hear. It wasn't footsteps anymore but it was a sound of a marching band. She was scared but still she bravely widened her eyes to see ...