The Evergreen Sycamore Tree
The Street Light should save him from the utter darkness that he didn’t even dare to imagine. Just in case if the moon light faded away and left him in the coldness fear. Casey Luttermorth was a wayfarer and had traveled around Europe. He decided to leave home a couple months ago after he lost his mother. He had a very hard life with his father. His father cared about him no more. Poverty was better than lack of love.
Little did he know that Uncle Javier didn’t like his visiting. It took him forever to realize what Uncle thought about him. The long journey to Spain made him so miserable. Uncle Javier didn’t want him to stay in his house. Casey could read it in his body language. Soon he went away from his uncle who …show more content…
And of course, Casey said ‘yes’. They were in a journey to nowhere. But suddenly, Nastacy stopped and started running toward the evergreen sycamore tree about the lake. They climbed up that tree and expected to see another great view. That was out of the blue that the view was breathtaking up there. They didn’t say much to each other. Somehow the silence seemed to connect them in a way that words never could. It didn’t take too long for Casey to realize that the first two girls who made him comfortable were his mother and Nastacy. He only remembered a cold blue blur filled his sight. It had been a year since he met this girl, Nastacy Leblanc. This had to be the second try for him to forget her. He had lost track of her a day after the lake moment. He even couldn’t make sure himself that the lake moment or even Nastacy herself was reality. It felt like a movie. He could watch the moment with Nastacy but he believed that was mere an illusion. Another try of forgetting this girl had failed. He had a strong decision to go back to the lake and thereon searched …show more content…
Casey wilfully climbed the evergreen sycamore tree and replayed his memory. He just liked being with that moment. Then there came in sight between two branches a foldaway cloth tied upon the branches. It had worn out and turned yellow. Surely, it was white. There was a message written by carbon “-Everything you do is based on the choices you make. It 's not your parents, your past relationship, your job, the economy, the weather, an argument or your age that is to blame. You and only you are responsible for every decision and choice you make.- I learnt that from you and I’m so sorry for leaving you here. I have to go back to France. Love Nastacy -The Artist Of The Life-”. Casey was sure that Nastacy was the best artist in the world by looking at the sketch of the wondrous view on
The Street Light should save him from the utter darkness that he didn’t even dare to imagine. Just in case if the moon light faded away and left him in the coldness fear. Casey Luttermorth was a wayfarer and had traveled around Europe. He decided to leave home a couple months ago after he lost his mother. He had a very hard life with his father. His father cared about him no more. Poverty was better than lack of love.
Little did he know that Uncle Javier didn’t like his visiting. It took him forever to realize what Uncle thought about him. The long journey to Spain made him so miserable. Uncle Javier didn’t want him to stay in his house. Casey could read it in his body language. Soon he went away from his uncle who …show more content…
And of course, Casey said ‘yes’. They were in a journey to nowhere. But suddenly, Nastacy stopped and started running toward the evergreen sycamore tree about the lake. They climbed up that tree and expected to see another great view. That was out of the blue that the view was breathtaking up there. They didn’t say much to each other. Somehow the silence seemed to connect them in a way that words never could. It didn’t take too long for Casey to realize that the first two girls who made him comfortable were his mother and Nastacy. He only remembered a cold blue blur filled his sight. It had been a year since he met this girl, Nastacy Leblanc. This had to be the second try for him to forget her. He had lost track of her a day after the lake moment. He even couldn’t make sure himself that the lake moment or even Nastacy herself was reality. It felt like a movie. He could watch the moment with Nastacy but he believed that was mere an illusion. Another try of forgetting this girl had failed. He had a strong decision to go back to the lake and thereon searched …show more content…
Casey wilfully climbed the evergreen sycamore tree and replayed his memory. He just liked being with that moment. Then there came in sight between two branches a foldaway cloth tied upon the branches. It had worn out and turned yellow. Surely, it was white. There was a message written by carbon “-Everything you do is based on the choices you make. It 's not your parents, your past relationship, your job, the economy, the weather, an argument or your age that is to blame. You and only you are responsible for every decision and choice you make.- I learnt that from you and I’m so sorry for leaving you here. I have to go back to France. Love Nastacy -The Artist Of The Life-”. Casey was sure that Nastacy was the best artist in the world by looking at the sketch of the wondrous view on