My heart sank at the thought. An uncomfortable feeling settled inside of me and ruined all chances at a happy day I had. From now on, I won't get my mind off it, no matter what.
I always go by the little rule 'Don't give up, no matter what you do and always give it your best.' But I've grown tired of this. Of all of it.
I glanced at the window for the hundredth time this month. The feeling made me sick. Empty. Angry... I don't even know anymore. Only if I let myself do it... But I couldn't. I was scared. I knew somewhere deep inside it was still worth it. And I wanted to reach that moment of my life, the moment when I'd think back and be glad I didn't do it. That I'd get the most out of it in the end. It's the only thing pushing me forward now, but not for long. A new time will come. I'll solve my problems. One by one, slowly but surely. But now, I just have to wait. Survive. Hope.
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Box of stories
RandomIn the corner of my room, a box lies untouched, covered in dust. Not a day goes by when I don't glance at it, wondering what's inside. The day has come I discover its mysteries. When I opened it, inside lay a world of stories and ideas. Promises tha...
