Ebelle17
I have always wanted to be clever; to have that sly way about me. I envy those with a witty tongue and a bubbling sense of humor. That's what I look for most in people. Their "cleverness", if you will, reels me in and keeps me hooked. Maybe if I was as sly as I want to be I would soon grow tired of my silly games, but for now, I will wish for what I am not.
I see this drink in the almost every store I walk into. I see black with a green scratch in the midst of the black. It's an energy drink to many people, but to me, it is a memory. A memory of him. Every time I saw him he had one in hand. I even have stickers of that green scratch mark in my car that he placed there. It was his favorite drink, and although I hated the taste, it became mine too.
Armor is shining metal on the man who is meant to be your protector. It keeps him safe as he goes on to fight for you. You are safe in his hands. He is yours and you are his. Nothing will tear you apart.
There is an opening at the end. A portal I believe it is. I am unsure as to where this mysterious opening leads, but it must be to something great. It gleams with brilliance. It looks inviting; I hope to go through it. I have seen this scene somewhere. Maybe in my dreams, for something this beautiful could never be thought of anywhere else. But here and now, it is here. It is right in front of me. My dreams are coming true, but for some reason I feel a chill. I don't think it's a good chill. It seems to tremble through my spine with an aching twist. The gleam of brilliance isn't quite so endearing. The light is seeming to fade. It is engulfing in on itself faster and faster! until--
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