katerasmus
we stumbled through the dark night, trying to find our way. it was a dream wandering the forest at twilight and we never wanted to leave. but it wasn't to last. if only we had brought a torch, so we could find our way back.
Like a thief in the night, the thief in the night crept along the corridor of my house. Little did he know what lay beyond the door he was now opening. He was soon to find out the inner workings of the local insane asylum.
It was one of those days. Life didn't go so well. Mistakes were innumerable. I was afraid to leave the room. Afraid of leaving the safety of my hide away. I didn't want to spurn the his wrath. I didn't mean to make so many mistakes and I didn't want to let him down.
there was a very small mole. Her name was georgina. She spent all day staring at the sky. She wanted to be up there, with the clouds. Dancing through blue skies. There she sat and stared. Wishing and wondering.
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