I hear a knock on the walls of my memories and I wonder who it could be at this late hour of the night. Aren’t characters in your memories supposed to fall asleep when you do?
“Knock, knock… Please let me in!”
Ok, this is scaring me!
I mean I’ve had it with these aggravating memories and the pain they bring!
“Stay out!” I scream at the top of my lungs… “Go away!”
Silence in the hallways of my mind, heavy loaded silence…
Whoever was there is gone now… Whatever memory he wanted to refresh is postponed and I am left to wonder: Will I be able to always push those memories away?
I sure hope so, though I highly doubt it!