Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Though the morning had started with a drizzle, it had since ceased, yet the sky remained shrouded in gloom. The absence of sunlight hinted at the potential for more rain.

“How about we enjoy a delicious meal first?”

“Let’s head to the amusement park this morning and have lunch there,”

Jennie insisted.

Sabrina found herself momentarily at a loss for words.

“Very well, I’ll take you to the amusement park. But keep in mind, there’s a chance of rain. If it does rain, we’ll have to leave, alright?” Sabrina suggested.

“Alright,” Jennie agreed with a nod.

As they settled into the car, Jennie regaled Sabrina with tales of her recent adventures at kindergarten.

Gradually, she began to show signs of fatigue.

Sensing Jennie’s weariness, Sabrina cast a warm smile and activated the car’s music radio.

arrival at the amusement park, an

Jennie gazed up

restricted her from partaking in such exhilarating

surroundings, her eyes fixating on a nearby slide, and off

in the vicinity of the swing and seesaw in

tantalized by the mouthwatering aroma and came to an abrupt halt.

taste buds echoed the sentiment and she approached the stall to place the order. Upon turning around, she discovered

“Take care,” Sabrina cautioned.

affirmed before descending the slide

prepared, so Sabrina patiently lingered at the stall, casting

your order is ready,” the stall owner announced, presenting Sabrina with their delectable

abrupt, piercing scream, resonating not

her gaze locking onto the disconcerting sight of

rushed to Jennie, extending a comforting hand as she inquired anxiously, “Jennie, are you alright? Where did you get

canvas of discomfort, extended her trembling hand, revealing a palm marred by

else?” Sabrina inquired

her head

a tissue from her bag and tenderly cleansing the dirt from Jennie’s

toward a boy perched