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I can’t help but wondering what people would say about me if I died tomorrow.

I didn’t know who the girl was. But I knew she wasn’t supposed to be in this strange world. It was too bland up here, she was sure to whither and die sooner or later. I could practically feel the life escaping her as she sat impatiently by her sister, who’s head was buried in some old book that no one’s ever heard of. Heck, I could feel the…[Read more]

“Dear God,” the little girl whispered to herself, “If you’re really there…could you maybe do me a favor? Mama says you won’t listen to brats like me, but I really don’t think I’m so bad. Am I?”
She paused for a moment, thinking over all the things she’d done in her life that might qualify as “bad”. Once she’d stolen a cookie from…[Read more]

I’ve gone completely insane. And just when I think I’ve gotten better, life reminds how mad I really am, and pushes me down as hard as it can.
I’ve got dreams that’ll probably never come true, but letting them die would kill me in the process.
But if I never try, I’ll never really know.

I know exactly what I want my engagement ring to look like. I saw it practically every day of my childhood. I remember the first, and last, time I ever asked you about it. You said it was from your first marriage, but you had the diamonds taken out and rearranged for when you married my grandpa. For some reason, that’s not what I heard. In fact,…[Read more]

It wasn’t an accident. And it wasn’t suicide. But you won’t tell anyone, right? It was me. I really didn’t mean to cause any harm. I just wanted to warn her. Then she came at me, and well, what was I supposed to do? She looked like a savage- her eyes were crazy, her mouth was twisted into a contorted grimace, her nostrils were flared, and her…[Read more]