Laughter arose from a garden in witch no one was in. A breeze blew from the fields and laughter came with in it. I looked from my window for miles in the direction from which the sound came from, but not one child or being was there. It was the laughter of children playing, which reminded me of the days I played as a child. But now, I was stuck in this house, cooped up with no where to go. Days went by and and days seemed to be the same. My house was full of people that didn't seem to care if I was there or not. But I still felt empty inside this house. People cared for me, but it was not the love and laughter I wanted out of life like when I was a child. I was just happy to have a friend who played with me. I cared to go back to those days, but we cant go back. I just hope and pray I one day find what I was looking for. The laughter of the child inside me again.
