thetearsofanangel

I was sitting on a park bench watching the ducks swimming in the lake when an old man came and sat next to me. He asked me if I would like to hear a story, a story that he held dear to his heart. I agreed since I had nothing better to do and so he began: Once upon a time there was a girl. The girl was greatly loved by her friends and family, but she felt as though no one understood her so she felt incredibly lonely. She never understood that the problem didn’t come from others, but from herself. Ever since she started to understand relationships and the effects of society, she started to build walls around her heart. The walls grew to