As she goes into her room, she turns on the radio, the same depressing tunes play the same beat as the song before.
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darkside.
Ever wonder why there’s hate? Or love for that matter? It all should be obvious, at least, if you know darkside. Know OF darkside, I mean. Yeah, I know what you’re thinkin, at least, I think I do. But then, I might not. Hold on, the phones ringin.
Fear, The first experience
I was about three, and the room was a continual merry-go-round. I called out, but noone heard! The trail of orange lights glimmered with a green glow as they floated around the room in time. The bed was moving counter clockwise, as I still called out; noone heard. The light of the streets were non-existent,… Continue reading Fear, The first experience
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watching the cars drive by as i look through my screen door window, wishing they would stop passing me by.wishing they would drive into there heaven and away from me.