Board Thread:Art, Stories and Songs/@comment-26872802-20150510193945

Absentia sat alone on the stage, staring down at the floor. A man approached her. "What is wrong Ms. Aitnesba?" he asked. She sniffled. "I'm thinking about something sad that happened to me... a while ago..." The man looked at her sadly. "What happened?" She buried her face in her hands. "I was five years old and me father gave me a dollar. I loved that dollar. Loved it like a brother. Me and that dollar went everywhere together..." Absentia explained. The man listened. "What's wrong with that? That's beautiful..." She looked up at him, tears filling her eyes. "But then one day I was at the beach... it was so hot and I was so thirsty! I.. I spent... I spent it on a soda! MY BEST FRIEND!" He gasped and she began to cry. "That's... that's awful!" liek if cri evri tiem 