This is just a short story of a girl. She is 15 years of age. We'll call her, Angel. Angel has short, dyed pink hair, she is 145 lbs. and has 5% body fat. She is 5 foot 6 inches tall and has a Grade point average of 4.0.
As Angel sat at her window, crying, she dreamt of a much better home. One with no fighting, no yelling, no dying inside as she holds onto insanity. A place where she could be herself. A place like heaven. She often dreamt about things like this. Even at school she'd doodle about her in her permanent happy place. Sadly, she realized she could never have her permanent happy place.
Eventually everything ******** up somehow ,she thought. Thats how the world works though, there's no magic, only illusion.
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that's it for now. I'll have more up when i think of more stuff for this.
 sokeatr · Wed Mar 11, 2009 @ 04:51am · 0 Comments |
