hey, i had to write this for english, and my class thought it was really good, so tell me what you think.
The Lines That Take Me Back
Line. Line. Line. Line. Line. The lines never end. Down the road. Do they ever stop? They show the way to where ever you are going. They always know the way. The lines are nice. They are guides through rain and snow.
Today the lines take me back to a place I sword I’d never go again. They took me away the last time I left. I do not want to go but I must. Today we must add another to the accumulation of people that I’ll never see again.
He is gone. He has gone on to be with the others. I am the only one left. When I end up here without coming, there will be none of us left. It is a lonely feeling. I am by myself. I can not last long on my own.
It will soon be my time.