She was standing amidst this storm, heavy dark clouds closing in every minute. The howling wind when brushed past her freckled skin sent chills deep down her spine. She looked around at all the dull and tired faces; almost like zombies. It felt as if this was some disparate world.
A dead world.
And she had become a part of it.
Neither tears nor smiles. She almost felt dead…tired of searching for life and not finding it ever.
She almost gave in to it… just then, she was blinded by a stark shimmer.
A shine, she very well recognized!
Her eyes sparkled just like it that moment…
It was hope! Yet again…
She was in love with hope, it sparkled in the dull.
The shine of it caught her eye, every single time.
When the world around her almost strangled her to death, hope found her.
It hit her then…she always found it…a new life in hope.
The glimmer of it had found home in her soul. The storms stayed, but hope pierced through all of it like a subtle beam of light bringing her back to life.
Yes, she was a hopeful kind of person even in a dead..DEAD world.
It kept her alive.