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Thoughts awanderThe thoughts of a wondering mind.
To be able to see into oneself and see something totally unexpected but you know that deep down it makes total sense. Yet when trying to recall what you saw, what your mind and soul has etched into your very being you can not recall what was said. Barely what the place looked like or even where you were.
All you recall is a door. A door that is now locked and cannot be reopened.
What causes the door to now be locked? The item of clothing you blamed for this weird acurience? The place you are in? what you read and are feeling?
What caused the weird, wonderful soul breaking insight into your own soul that you cannot now recall? Maybe it is just the passing of time that makes it vanish, or your mind trying to make what you saw just a dream. A passing through?
A thing in the wind?
Isn't it amazing some of the things we can hear?
We can see?
What we feel?
Things hurt without you causing pain a pain from a past life? A pain in th
Smiles, Pain, LoveWhen smiles vanish
And pain returns,
Where do you go so it
Vanishes as well?
Smiles return when I hear your voice
You're my life saver
For forever more
I Love You <3
Angel Wings 6Emma fell silent, she knew better then I the gravity of these words. She knew better than me that I couldn't go back to that room. To the quite, to the small room that became my entire world, I would die if I went back.
'Where are you?' Emma asked quietly.
'I'm at a pay phone away from the school. No one besides two people know about me, about what's happened. They won't understand, I have to get away, I have to vanish' my voice rambled on, I didn't know what I was saying. My mind was going into panic.
'They are coming for you' Emma whispered suddenly. 'Run' then the line went dead.
I did as I was told. I bolted from the phone booth and ran the opposite way that I had come. I wasn't going to go near that school ever again. I would give up my friends and life just to protect this one boy. But that wasn't my main concern, as much as I might have liked it to be. I was more worried about my own sanity and how my life will change if I'm caught.
I kept running, I didn't try to look where I w
On my ownI look out the window wondering what will change tomorrow. The sun will shine brighter than ever before? Someone might actually be nice to me? I might have good luck . Yea tomorrow is looking shit already.
I look around my room thinking what I could do to cheer myself up. None of the people I count as my friends were online. They were all working or hanging out with people in their own time zone. I looked out the window again to see a bird fly by with a small chirp to the babies following it. I didn't know if that was normal behaviour or not but it looked cute. Looking around my room again I noticed my note book open to something I had written a while ago. I had written it when I was bored and waiting for anyone to sign on and talk to me. As I re-read what I wrote I can see how lonely I am just plastered across the page. I put the book down I didn't want to read it anymore. To see how shit my life actually was. It was frightening to see some of the things that I wrote off-handily.
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