Warning sensitive topic ahead! I don't really know what it is specifically. But the situations calls for it. Happy reading!
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Paparazzi are swarming in, crowding the place in a very fastest way. Pushing and stomping each person just to have what they want. Like a greedy animals, gathered to take their meals.
The sounds of voices screaming and shouting, envelopes the comfort and personal space that I need. It makes my head rang in vibration and ears hurt like a bitch. This is too much. So much.
Tapping of heels and shoes. Rigid movement and accidental touching bodies. Sounds of cameras clicking and the flash of light that burned my eyes.
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Khalijah Cassidy Jenner (On Going And Editing)
FanficThe life of the middle child Kar-Jenner