Tuesday, July 30th, XXXX ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀03:43
United States of America
NXX XXXX
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It’s another sleepless night. I don’t understand why I’ve been having so much of these recently. I’ve always been able to sleep soundly despite everything.
Maybe, it’s what psychologists call “suppressed urges” or “repressed feelings”. When your past comes up to your door and forces it down, because it’s done being locked out of your life. And now it’s haunting me.
Except it can’t. Because it’s been with me every day of my life. But it’s like it’s gotten worse. Now I can’t sleep, I can’t even find reprieve from that ache in my heart and stomach.
YOU ARE READING
Tick Tock [short story]
Teen Fiction[updating slowly, but surely] ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ❝why do humans alone feel the need to ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀record the past, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the present, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀and the future?❞ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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