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Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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Last Resort

Carving my name into my arm, as a signature before I dive into another reality. Having the ability to dive was a label of destruction, a destiny of broken realities, and the propensity of being hunted by the inter-dimensional beings,... Continue Reading →

Revolution

Suspended, weightless, I felt as if I was nothing, only existing for the sake of existing. I floated haphazardly, without feeling anything. my field of vision was fixed at a particular frame of reference, a bunch of ones and zeros,... Continue Reading →

White

Claustrophobic, the matt white walls towering on both of my sides, it was tight, just nice for me to walk through. The walls came in contact with my skin, something's wrong, I thought, I'm going to be a mesh pile if I don't... I... Continue Reading →

Invasion Pink

The sky was blistering with pink clusters, clouds were pink, the sky was pink. Powders of pink were raining, an obscure threat, a nonentity to us. People continued their lives as usual, just lifted up their phones to take a... Continue Reading →

Paper Plane Pursuit

"Weeeee!!!!" the shrills of the frolicking children in the park, some on the carousel, spinning their time away with fun laughter; some on the swings, flying as high as they could touch the fluffy dragon-shaped clouds; some were sliding down... Continue Reading →

Bitter Coward

The midst of a catacombs, a nonentity burial site for the innocent, the warriors, the soldiers, the spies, and the people whose lives were sacrificed for the sake of the war for the better, the war to end wars. Malodorous... Continue Reading →

David And Goliath Miracle

Eyes on the prize, standing by the aperture of the final fight with my ultimate rival. My palms were sweaty in the boxing gloves, I bit my mouth guard, walked out exuberantly to face my opponent. He had a swarthy,... Continue Reading →

Gastric

Urghh... Urghhhh. URGhh breathing with the bated breath, my heart was palpitating irregularly. The searing pain piercing through my stomach, twining up my innards, leaving me a mess on the inside and the outside. I clutched my stomach as tight as... Continue Reading →

My Hair

For seven months, maybe even longer. I kept long hair, eventually I had to cut it off because my mother was nagging me to do so for the past few months. Thus, I cut my hair, it was a relieve... Continue Reading →

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