The only question she had for herself, " What's next?"
She thought she would grab those shells this time,
But once again, they drew back with no reason.
More than ever, she wanted it to be a dream,
the 'Worst Nightmare' she would name it.
Everyone excused this to be her destiny,
" Don't worry , you deserve better!"
These words become the only source of hope she could have.
But she was standing stunned,
looking over the scratches she had on her hands,
while collecting those shells!
She couldn't think anything, but
herself with a hand full of nothing.
"I won't cry!", she commanded herself.
To be continued.............