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Submitted to Contest #83
I got closer to the lights, it was still hard for me to keep my eyes open underwater even though I'd been there for nearly a century. I don't know how I ended up at the bottom of the ocean, or how I survived, but I did. Whoever or whatever it was that held me captive managed to keep me alive. The tiny lights got closer, I forget what they're called. I remember the lights being the last thing I saw before I was dragged to the bottom of the dark ocean. During my journey to the bottom of the ocean I remember another person being there, I wonder...
Submitted to Contest #36
Dear diary,Sleeping, is no longer something I do. Something I can't do, so at night I lay here and stare at the shadows, I wonder about them, like what would they say if they could talk? What have they seen? Were they someone's shadow? If they were what happened to them to put them on the walls of my room. I also stare at the moving lights on the ceiling when the cars go by. I wonder what the people driving the cars are doing out at 3am? Where are they going in such a hurry? I listen to the sounds of the house, like the furnace, it goes on e...
I stumbled upon this, and so I joined, that's it I guess.
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