Alone
November 14, 2015 As I sat alone in the kitchen where we never eat,I cried. Alone in the place where I grew up and dealt with teenage problems,I broke. What should've been filled with happiness and sweet memories of the past, became tainted by my sorrow and grief. My cry echoed throughout the house and bounced back to the only person there, me. I am forever unnoticed,forever forgotten,forever alone.