From her spot up in the clouds, everyone seemed so much more irrelevant. She watched as her friends crossed the street together on the way to school, little raindrops streaming from a never ending storm cloud. Oh humanity, it never ceases its flow of destruction and despair. She saw their raindrops pass by the alleyway hers had slipped into but only minutes ago. Perhaps one day they would find the puddle where her raindrop fell.
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A Penny For Your Thoughts
Cerita PendekNo one understands your head and thoughts better than you. Everyone has different experiences and emotions. My short stories are meant to reflect these emotions and experiences; the stories should be interpreted and mean something different to every...
