I ft myself humming while I had stood up and walked over to the larger arch if the bridge that hadn't fallen yet, I felt the soft tune repeat softly in my head while the chalk had moved against the wall to form a circle with a smiley face int he middle while the sun had hit the small photo on the wall. I lifted my legs out of the water causing the dry concrete bridges remains to become stained in water. In my pockets I had felt a thin stick of chalk reach it's way to my hands once more.
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I stared down at my finger to see the thick, crimson red blood spilling out over my hand. I ran my finger over the sharpest edge on it causing a sharp pain to spring through my arm and up into my chest causing me to throw the rock off into the water while I had inmidately sat up from the awkward position I had been laying in. My right hand had wondered to a rough rock with a jagged edge over the cold frosted tips of my fingers that had been stained with my own blood.
I layed back with my legs still leaning over the edge if the broken bridge while the rest had stayed peacefully above my head. I felt my hand ache from each fingertip, I had ripped off my nails while trying my best to rin from the last house I had been in. I felt the water settle around my shoes and part of my pants while my ass had been sore from sitting on the pieces of rubble from the large bridge that had collapsed about a year back when the world had completely gone to shit.
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