IF WALLS COULD TALK

"If walls could talk"

I am a wall, just an ordinary wall you might say, but I have seen it all. I have been here for as long as I can remember, standing tall and proud, watching the world go by. My existence is simple, I just stand here and provide shelter, but little do people know, I hold many secrets, I have seen and heard things that would make your hair stand on end.

I have witnessed countless moments of joy, sadness, love, and heartbreak. I have seen families grow, and I have seen families fall apart. I have heard the laughter of children playing, and I have heard the sobs of broken-hearted lovers. I have been here for it all, and now I want to share my story.

I remember the day when the first brick was laid for me. It was a hot summer day, and the sun was shining bright. The builders were laughing and joking as they worked, and I could sense the excitement in the air. I was born with a purpose, to protect and provide shelter, and I was proud of that.

Years passed, and I saw many families come and go. I saw children grow up and leave, only to return with their own families. I saw love blossom, and I saw love die. I saw the world change, and I saw it stay the same. I was always here, watching, listening, and storing away every memory.

One day, I encountered a couple, they were young and in love. They would often sit in front of me, holding hands, and looking into each other's eyes. They would talk for hours, sharing their hopes, dreams, and fears. I could sense their love for each other, and I was happy for them.

But as time passed, I saw their love start to fade. They started to argue and fight, and I could hear the hurt in their voices. They started to spend less time together, and I could sense the distance growing between them. And then one day, they were gone, and I was left alone once again.

I have seen many couples come and go, but this one broke my heart. I wanted to reach out and help them, to bring back the love they once had, but I was just a wall, and I couldn't do anything.

But then, something amazing happened. The couple returned, and they were different. They were holding hands, and they were smiling. I could sense the love they once had, but it was stronger now. They sat in front of me, and they talked, just like they used to. And then, they shared a piece of chocolate, and it was like a spark had been reignited.

From that day on, I saw the couple every day, sharing chocolate, and talking. Their love for each other had grown even stronger, and I was happy for them. They were a reminder that love can overcome anything, and that it is never too late to rekindle the flame.

I am just a wall, but I have seen it all. I have seen love blossom, and I have seen love die. But I have also seen love return, stronger and more beautiful than ever before. And I will always hold on to that memory, for as long as I stand here.

If walls could talk, they would have many stories to tell. Stories of love, heartbreak, and hope. But most of all, they would have stories of love's ability to overcome anything, and to return, even stronger and more beautiful. And I am proud to be one of those walls, telling the story