The future holds many secrets,
Waiting to be unlocked.
I shiver.
The future seems scary.
"But isn't exploring part of letting go of your fears?
You explore things you don't understand to assure yourself.
To assure yourself that everything is not as bad as it seems."
"Wait, hold up.
Stop reading my mind!"
"I'm not.
I'm reading your feelings."
Silence. I'm speechless again.
I can't find my voice.
YOU ARE READING
The 31st Floor (Cellphone Novel)
Teen FictionA tall building with 32 stories. The elevator takes you up slowly. Floor numbers light up as you ascend. 29... 30... 32... Wait... where's 31? [Written in 2013; originally published on textnovel]
