The daughter of silence
It all started when Echo was five. She kept having these nightmares where she would just fall into a dark pit, screaming insanely loud, yet no one, not even her own parents would hear her. It was terrifying. But the most horrible part was that when she'd wake up panting, her parents were nowhere to be found, just like in her dream. She'd always cry herself to sleep alone and helpless.
Comments (4)
This felt honest and innocent. Impressive!
Time goes by so fast. Loved your Haiku!
Very nice job on this Haiku, Anna and I really like the he photo too! 😁😍☀️❤️✨😊
Nice Haiku, Anna!