Dust
I sat there in disbelief. Looking at the pile of stones in front of me. I didn't know what to do, so I started to pick them up, to build and put back together what was now lost. But because it was lost, as I picked up the stones and tried to build with them, they crumbled underneath one another and began turning to dust. I yelled and cried out in despair, 'but I'm trying so hard!' Somehow expecting the pile of dust to hear me, and form the way I wanted them to. But the dust remained silent. So I began to cry. And as I was crying I noticed that each small piece of dust had something written on it. I'm not sure how I could see the writing because after all, it's dust, they were so small, but it was more like i could see them because I could feel them. And as I looked closely at the names this is what was written: Deceit Pettiness Lies Betrayal Drinking Sarcasm Belittling Insulting Gaslighting Cheating Selfishness Greed And as my tears fell, I saw that the tea