BLAW 3201 Chapter : Bari Sonnier Story2
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The last things that i remember were the cold water droplets on my face. I licked them off my lips as they shot up from the wet tires on my old, baby blue jeep. I felt free when the wind kissed my cheeks. I looked at my arms propped up on the steering wheel, my hands squeezing the leather ring. The ten and the two were the loneliest sight. My watch stood out against my dark skin. The sound of my engine working filled my head along with thoughts of loneliness. I raised my eyes to the moon, hanging so shamelessly in the sky. I was cold, i was porous and i was isolated. I wished that i was like the moon in another way, the way it was so confident sitting alone in the dark sky. What a beautiful word with such an ugly meaning. My whole life had been plagued with isolation.
