Troubles of The World ( 3 Sentence Story)

It had pained and hurt the previous night, with bruises all around my body and countless broken bones, as blood flowed out from my cracked head.

I have been resting since past few hours, motionless, fully enclosed in the silent darkness, away from the troubles of the world.

But now, how beautiful this white moon in the dark midnight looks, and how soothing is the cold breeze brushing through my face, as I walk out of the graveyard with no troubles of the world.