A million invisible arms were strapped across my heart, strangling it.

My heart stopped.
My legs beame wobbly.
My knees dropped to the ground.
There, lying on the blood drenched ground, was Father's unmoving body.
I shook Father's cold arms furiously, rivers of tears cascading unstoppably
down my eyes, whispering hopefully, 'wake up, papa,.. please, papa...'
Still, Father laid there, unmoving and cold.

A deafening scream reverberated through the tragic night.

(Written by me in 2015, in wattpad @theshortflutist and I probably would

never had time to update it)