Dancer509
The pixels dissolved. I stood there, dumbfounded. There goes my fate. Into the garbage, and I'll never know. Technology ruined my fate, the pixels held the answer.
I fled the city, running away from the one house I couldn't stand. Parents yelling, sisters crying, I couldn't take anything anymore. My mind was a bird, flitting from place to place in search of a shelter. They buried me in words, sounds, hate. I had to flee.
Well I think it is kinda weird how things just decompose and become soil. Like magic. My science teacher talks about stuff like that a lot. He's really crazy and into the earth and all that stuff.
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