June 1 2016A Story by mia Day dreaming my death I stare at the window above the door into pitch darkness, I’m
in a trance of what I feel like the darkness is doing to me. I picture myself
in front of the woods in pitch black and I watch myself being sucked into the
trees knowing its my death trap yet I go, I go deeper and deeper like a spirit
and than I wake up. © 2016 mia |
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Added on June 9, 2016 Last Updated on June 9, 2016 Author
miaAboutMy stories capture one significant moment of my day and how my mind creates one single moment into a deep picture. more..Writing
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