BxB *Being Rewritten* I think that people are very interesting. In the sense that they're hard to understand. I'd like to think that I have a good grasp of the concept I hope to explain. The concept of fading. As someone who's happiness, self-worth, purpose and just pure life has faded... I have more experience than most. I can't write that, the teacher will be concerned. I set down my pencil, so much for working on my paper. I decide to cast my essay aside and sink into my covers. Flicking off my lights and tip toeing back to my bed, tossing the work somewhere on the floor by my bed. I lay down and I stare up at the ceiling's strange pattern, they twist and turn before finally ending. Maybe this is what happens when your soul dies before your body? Do souls even exist? Mom used to believe in the moon goddess if I remember properly... then again it's been ages since we've had a decent conversation- for all I know she could be an atheist or catholic. I let out a sigh and shift to get more comfortable. I know that I'm tired... my eyes sting but every time I close them, my mind just keeps turning. A loud bang downstairs grabs my attention, I sit up and look at my door. ... ALSO IF THERE'S SOMETHING YOU LIKE, or don't like. PLEASE! I ENJOY CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM. :D (I absolutely suck at writing descriptions... just give it a chance maybe?) //If you read this, THANK YOU SO MUCH! However it is the sad truth that most people won't and that's fine. Um it's defiantly a mature book. If there are certain things that trigger you, such as mentions of Rape, Abuse, Sexual-Violence, Death, Murder, and other such things please read at your own digression. If stuff happens that makes you uncomfortable stop reading. There's also cussing, but I feel that's a no brainer.\\
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