I feel that I am looking through the windows of my own eyes. When a feeling bubbles up within me, sadness, love, or disgust, I feel that it is I that pushes and pulls these emotions to the top. But I am also the one crying, kissing, and raging. I am fully in control, watching … Continue reading Who am I?
Killing Room pt. 2
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Killing Room pt. 1
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Time’s Thief
An old man, bent with age, walks along a dark street. He's spent his lift bending to those he feared, waiting for the time when he could retire and live free of this fear. A group of men watch him approach and smell a mark. "Hey old man." One of them says, stepping out in front of him. "What do you say to coming with us for a little bit."...
Dream of Reality
I am dreaming I know. But in dreams we build our realities. I am at a party in a pretty sparkly dress, at once unusual in that 1. I am in a dress and 2. I am at a party. Both clear signs of being in a dream. I sit in a stylish chair holding … Continue reading Dream of Reality