C51 More than Friends

Allison

There I was, sitting on a bench in the center of the park, surrounded by the vibrant sounds of children laughing and playing. Bubbles floated through the air, and the smell of freshly cut grass wafted around me. But amidst all the joy, I felt a deep sorrow. My head was bowed, and tears streamed down my face as I sniffled uncontrollably