It is raining.
It is dark.
And it is bad as it sounds….
No one is waiting for me
The darkness surrounded my mind finally…..
A small light comes out of nowhere
And a voice starts to speak
‘Hear my voice thy and be ready’
I did not know back then what it meant
But now as I grew up I understood it
‘No matter what, hope dies the last and I have to fight until that….’
