Silence. The worst thing to hear in the morning. Silence of no one there. I looked over at my electric clock. Ugh, I thought rolling over and sitting up. Realizing my radio had stopped I got out of bed and walked over to it.
- With ADHD it's impossible to sleep without some type of noise on. -
Pressing power on, then CD. Next, play music, then two taps on memory mode. To keep the whole playlist going. After that was done I plopped back down into the bed and folded a blanket over my body. Turning onto my side and placed the pillow perfectly comfy. But just then I couldn't close my eyes. At least for sleep. Once I finally got my eyes to close my dreams started to seem... twisted. In the sense of murder clowns with inflatable knives, or blood unicorns kill a little girl with its horn. Either way, when I tried to get out of this twisted world my eyes physically couldn't open! Squirming in my bed, finally, everything went to a stop and my body fell into dreamland.
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General FictionThe world is so dark and grim, how can anyone possibly smile now. With so many deaths, it fills a space so big almost nothing can compare. Hatred feelings of loneliness and devastation. The void that was once there has disappeared almost completely...
