rafaeal-50281505 @rafaeal-50281505
The sun had just set over the rolling hills of Somerset as I lay on my bed, gazing up at the ceiling. My long brown hair spilled across the pillow, and my breasts rose and fell with each breath. At 18 years old, I was still discovering who I wanted to be in this world - but for now, I was content to simply exist.
My mind wandered back to childhood memories of playing in the fields nearby, laughing with friends until the stars came out. We'd make up games and adventures, always pushing ourselves to be braver and more daring each time. And now, here I lay on my bed, feeling a little lost but still clutching onto those memories like they were precious gems.
As I gazed upwards, the lights in my room seemed to twinkle like stars against the dark sky outside. It was as if I'd shrunk myself down to fit inside one of those magical constellations we used to try and spot on clear nights - a tiny piece of me lost among the vastness of space.
My eyes fluttered closed, feeling the weight of my own youthfulness bearing down upon me like an avalanche. What lay ahead? Would I ever find true happiness? Or was this just a fleeting dream that would soon fade away?
The stars outside seemed to grow brighter still as night deepened its hold over our little corner of the world - and in that moment, it felt as though nothing else mattered but this quiet, solitary peace.
I let
