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Do u believe in fate? Do u believe in destiny? Our end already determined for us. So no matter what we do, no matter what choices we make, we always get that end. It never matters how hard we tried because in the end, we’ll have to cry, we’ll have to scream and beg to be let free. But hey, who cares? Your fate is already decided, like a candle fated to burn out, a bloem fated to wither, a hart-, hart fated to break…… there’s nothing u can do except sit and watch it play out before out. You’re a caged being. u can strut around in your own cage, be the king there but beyond those bars, you’re on a leash; forced to obey, forced to bow down.
Your only way to ignore how you’re a pawn in fate’s game of chess is to dream. Dream of the life u wish, forget the one u are forced to have. Get away from your fate and dream of a life where everyone’s happy, where u are happy. Where u are living in the real sense, not like the puppet on strings u are used as.
Live your life there and escape the harshness of reality that tries to force u awake every time just so u have to cry and scream again. Ignore the reality.
Because, after all, Ignorance is Bliss.
A lonely skeleton, the body and mind may be dead, but the heart isn't. It won't die until it finds its love.
With this new story, I wanna write a horror story.
It's called Imaginary:
Sierra, a young six jaar old from Ocean Gate, New Jersey, dies from a car accident and a broken skull. Meanwhile, Molly, from Bayville, gets a new friend. Her name is Sierra.
As Molly's parents notice their daughter acting strange, they start to worry. She always asks to set the tafel, tabel for an extra person, and she always talks to herself in her room.
Sierra is being fueled door something that's in their house, and she's feeding supernaturally off of Molly's body, and strange things start to happen in the house.
Anonymous laughing, horrifying screams, eerie whispering, problems with the power, and worse. Molly gets weaker.
On this supernatural journey, Molly's parents will try to fight something that's beyond them, whatever it takes to save their daughter's life.
In loving memory of Sierra, a childhood friend. I still miss you, and I know your brother does, too!
It's called Imaginary:
Sierra, a young six jaar old from Ocean Gate, New Jersey, dies from a car accident and a broken skull. Meanwhile, Molly, from Bayville, gets a new friend. Her name is Sierra.
As Molly's parents notice their daughter acting strange, they start to worry. She always asks to set the tafel, tabel for an extra person, and she always talks to herself in her room.
Sierra is being fueled door something that's in their house, and she's feeding supernaturally off of Molly's body, and strange things start to happen in the house.
Anonymous laughing, horrifying screams, eerie whispering, problems with the power, and worse. Molly gets weaker.
On this supernatural journey, Molly's parents will try to fight something that's beyond them, whatever it takes to save their daughter's life.
In loving memory of Sierra, a childhood friend. I still miss you, and I know your brother does, too!
Me and Brittany got scared when the police vragen us and got push toward the cop car.
The boys got is trouble because of the bier since they tried to make us drink.We had to tell them because u know there the police we didnt fell right when they got to rude and pushy.We got sorry for them since they went to jail for 3 days.
Luckly they werent part of the K.K.K.Kevin got alot meer nice after there jail time.They were not bullying any kids we have been dating so long that its a record for our town.The school was rebuilt,but Me,Brittany,and them knew it wasnt over yet.
The boys got is trouble because of the bier since they tried to make us drink.We had to tell them because u know there the police we didnt fell right when they got to rude and pushy.We got sorry for them since they went to jail for 3 days.
Luckly they werent part of the K.K.K.Kevin got alot meer nice after there jail time.They were not bullying any kids we have been dating so long that its a record for our town.The school was rebuilt,but Me,Brittany,and them knew it wasnt over yet.
u don’t live this life,
you’re becoming a shadow
of your destiny.
This cruel fate hates
your laughter,
loving your pain that
sleeps inside your
broken heart.
Broken and tired
of all these lost fights,
your life becomes
invisible
and u don’t care anymore,
but u do,
u still do.
You’re trying to see
through this fog,
you’re still fighting
for that day,
the dag of your peace.
Your path is full of
thorns that are stabbing u
directly into your hope,
tearing your soul apart,
you’re on the wings of powerlessness.
