If only I could sleep.
To normal people, buying groceries is an easy task. Get the cart, get the food, get the heck out of there. But for me it's different. For me, it's a terror, simply passing in front of a camera.
Grab the cart, run down the aisles, speed out of the parking lot and back to safety. If anywhere is truly safe.
I've never gotten used to it, though. The running. The hiding. Every time I hear sirens, I think they're coming my direction. It makes it hard to sleep.
I don't remember the last time I slept peacefully. I guess it was probably before that night. The night when everything changed, and I was the one who changed it.
So I guess this is my diary of sorts. Die. Ary.
I miss normal life. I miss her, the person I would dream about if I ever slept.
If only I could sleep.
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