I would cry if I could, but I can't, so I guess there isn't much point in being sad. I can't change my life.
My voice is all that is left of me.
Well, to you.
Then of course, there could always be the problem of spending another day being no one - quite literally - and doing nothing.
But time flies.
Again, quite literally. There isn't time here. It is when you want it to be - you don't have to wait for a certain "o'clock" to come. If I want to stare at the night sky, the night sky is there for me to stare at.
And to answer your question, no, you can't go back in time.
Because there is no time.
Not really.
I guess it's nice, not having to wait for anything.
But this is all there is for the rest of eternity.
Even without time, how much more boring could "life" be?
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Soul of the Wind
Teen FictionI shouldn't have jumped. I should have simply looked at the calender. Friday the 13th of April. Of course it was a trick. How could I have possibly believed them? But then again, how could they have said something so horrifyingly cruel. And a lie? ...
