mrstantulli
Today is the first day I have been able to sit down and do what I love. I've been so stressed that writing has been far from my mind. Today I endeavour to write more often. Life is boring when you're not doing what you love.
I sat huddled in the corner of the room, without a sound. I could hear them in the other room shouting to each other about there finds. I was worried I was next, I figured if I didn't move they wouldn't notice me and they take what they needed and left. Then I heard it, the sirens. Thank good, they may not kill me after all
I can't look there is a baby walking on her own across the crosswalk, you've got to ask yourself where is her mother. But hey that's modern day parenting these days. Freedom and all that crap. I do hope someone closer then me gets out soon to save her, before God takes her instead.
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