I sometimes wonder why people admire others. Is it really because of their looks or their popularity rate? Their voice qualities or their acting skills? Or is it because they are who we want to become?
It's funny, how we humans view things in different perspectives. Like how optimistic people invented an airplane, while pessimists invented the parachute.
It's funny, how we view things. How we blend together in a society. How we're unique in our own way.
How I was right about everything this whole time. How I managed to fool myself that they're different from the others.
All humans are the same. They just criticize others, they tend to look at their flaws and tend to look at their mistakes.
It makes me sick, that this whole time, I was surrounded by these types of people, how I thought they could understand me and could accept me.
I guess I was wrong.
Maybe, just maybe, I........................ could forget the pain, I could forget these horrible thoughts and never worry about them ever again.
Maybe I could stop my....................
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"WATCH OUT!"
CRASH!
............. internal sufferings.........
Am I.......... am I dying?
So this is what it feels like, huh?
The world, it's turning dark. It's showing its true colors...........
I have always known I will die young.
"HOLD ON! DON'T.... DON'T CLOSE YOUR EYES! STAY WITH ME OKAY?"
The world is disappearing.............................
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...And so will I.........
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Fading Reality
AdventureZoe Ross didn't know how it happened. It just did. One moment she was just just sitting by the lake, enjoying the view of the sunset, until a girl rose from under the water. Then the next thing she knew, her life was one big soap opera.
