Eyes of a Broken Spider

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What's the point in writing anymore if no one reads it anyway? LONELINESS DUH! I love loneliness 🙃
POV: Peter Parker (duh, what other Peter
would it be? Peter Pan??)

It's so quiet I can hear the rain pouring... oh how I wish to be outside in the cold raining, the cold water dripping on my body.  The rain has always been calming to me.... Always... I know people hate the rain.... They say it's cold, dark and sad... but I think its beautiful.... Wonderful..... like the feeling of butterflies in your stomach when you fall in love and are happy...  like the feeling of falling, but being caught. The feeling of being happy. But I'm stuck here. It's raining, but I'm stuck here. I'm here, completely dry, no rain pouring down on me. I watch at the nightmare walks in. Nightmare: "Hello, Freak. Mutant, Monster, Beast. Ready to go out into the "Rain." I just sit here silently. The Nightmare grabs me by my arm and drags me out into the rain. He chains me to a wall and leaves me in the cold rain. It's really cold... and I can't shiver or warm myself up because of the spider bite.. so I just sit here, freezing. For hours. 1,2,3,4,5......15,16. Before he finally drags me in. When I said that I wanted to be in the rain, that was not what I meant. Stupid Parker Luck. Hmm.. I should trademark that. Imagine a brand, that sells lucky keychains, called Parker Luck. Only the keychains actually bring bad luck...totally what everyone needs!

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