I stared at my colorless ceiling for an hour. Laney ran up the stairs and pounded on my door for thirty of those minutes, but then eventually gave up.
That's what everyone does to you - they give up. Just like your mother.
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Out of Touch || Short Story
Short StoryCome back to reality, and do what you're told. (Short Story) Cover made by WeirdlySupernatural. All Rights Reserved.
