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I hope I do not wrong you when I wrote this. It is genuine.Sometimes, I forget my age.Sometimes, I change my name.Sometimes, I don't want to know how I look.Sometimes, I don't want to talk about it.Other times, I rely on my age regarding my maturity.Other times, I rely on my name to be remembered by other.Other times, I rely on my looks to be given attention.Other times, I want to talk about it.When I think about sleep, I often thought of peace. ...
Thin pillow underneath my head was soaked. I hadn’t notice that I was sweating heavily from the nightmare. Something sharp poked my ribs, the sharpen wood. Some simple weapon that I made for myself, in case another bad man decided to kill my father’s lineage once again. Not more than one moon passed by, I was more than I am now. In every way possible. More woman than object, I thought. The thoug...
White sound filled the living room as Jane struggle to find her TV remote. Soft pillows scattered all over the carpet, leaving a minimal space for Jane to stomp around angrily. She never liked the white sound. Haunting as it is, Jane tried to calm herself and collect memories of where she placed her TV remote. Her hand slips into the crease and the fold of her sofa, grasping at the empty space ...
Learning on how to write.. All suggestions and critiques are very appreciated!
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