Darkness. Guilt, fear, torment, anger, hell, black, unforginess. torture.
For me, it's what I experience every day of every week of every month of every year. A relentless disease has overshadowed me my whole life. People don't think I notice when they cross the road to get away from me, or suddenly have to check the time so as not to stare at me, or turn around when I look at them. they think theyre the only ones that do it, so i wont notice. but i do. every single time.
I just want to live a normal life. go to school, be a happy person with no fears or worries in the world. for me, that would be heaven on earth.
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I'm still not happy with this because of the rest of my plot, but oh well... i'll just have to rewrite again later.
YOU ARE READING
Re-written-the girl with no birthday
Spirituali don't like my original, because i had no idea of the plot i just felt like writing... i feel like i need to improve it, to here it is. the girl with no birthday 2.0. Enjoy!
