How bizarre that letters are just different characters with different strokes and different lines, but we read them. And sometimes how all those lines can mean something.
How they can make and break the world.
And it seemed like my world was over when I woke up and suddenly everything wasn't just some bad dream. I didn't just have a nightmare. The fresh start of a new day only quickly grew more rotten after reading what seemed to be the biggest headline I had ever seen.
MISSING: 19-year old, male, last seen yesterday in Northern Buonge.
Missing. Just like my senses.
There was no doubt that headline wasn't referring to Rune. The last time I had even heard of our town on TV, the news, that was…
Well, it's never been on the news.
And now it's been mentioned. For the sake of my brother, our little town is bright in typed red letters on the television. I wouldn't be surprised if our pho—
And I heard the alarm from each and every phone in the house. Three cell phones singing a warning, those Amber Alerts to watch out for the missing 19-year old male who was last seen in North Buonge yesterday.
Who would have thought, simple strokes written in a set order and put to sounds I understand for some odd reason… Who knew that so many shapes would make me want to slip my merry way back to bed, curl up, and never wake.
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