The Girl The World Forgot

It was the middle of autumn, the period right before the world would be concealed in a white blanket of snow. It was the time where the colorful leaves had released from their humble perch upon the trees and now lie sprinkled across the land. A chilly wind brushed through the area picking up the leaves from the pavement, I viewed in awe as they twisted and twirled in the air as if they were dancing. Autumn was undeniably one of the most beautiful seasons; even the naked trees were striking as they stood tall and proud extending out toward the heavens. I smiled tenderly as I turned and watched a group of high school students make their way up the winding road toward the MayHaven Prep Schools that stood at the edge of a hill. MayHaven was known to be one of the most prestigious of schools, people from all over the world tried to get into one of their great academies. There were a few adults that were scattered amongst the crowd, they either worked for the schools themselves or were heading toward the nearby town that was located right next to the schools. They walked vigorously, scarcely looking at those around them. Their eyes glued to what was right in front of them or at their phone to check the time, to make sure they weren’t running late. They didn’t stop to stare at the magnificence of the world around them, not even too peek at it, didn’t seem to care at all, they were all too captivated in their own world.

I sighed as I turned around and looked up at the oak tree that I was standing next too. It was the largest tree in the city as well as the oldest. The branches were generally unadorned excluding for few leaves that managed to hang on tightly, swaying gracefully in the slight breeze. The old oak was engraved with many hea...

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... I never bothered to get it fixed. I ran my fingers against the smooth cool glass, staring at the hands intently, almost as if I was expecting them too suddenly to start moving once again. The watch was very important to me, but I cannot reminisce who had given me the beautiful silver watch. Abruptly I heard a voice call out through the crowd, I quickly looked up, my eyes scanning the area, biting my lips slightly as I eagerly watch. However, a young man made his way to a group of his friends; they exchanged a few words, before they began to make their way up the sidewalk together. I gave a disappointing frown as I took a profound breath. Once upon a time we made a promise to meet up at this very tree, however he was known to always show up late, so I continued to wait, holding on to nothing but hope that he would someday remember the girl in the forgotten world.