Today feels normal.
It's a crazy way to describe any part of my life as normal but I'll take it. I'm craving for new beginnings anyway. That's why I moved here. I moved here to have a life worth living and spending the rest of my days longing for that special someone.
And talking about "special", Ciara sure is one. I can tell. She has this feisty vibe to her intense looking aura that supposedly seems to match with mine.
She is divine but I can't focus on her because there is someone that I belong to. I sketched her and I'm glad she came alive according to what I recall Ciara saying yesterday. I can't wait to meet her and make her my Queen to this dark heart of mine. I'm ready to rule kingdoms with her and crush whoever stands in our way.
I'm walking around the surburb area of our neighbourhood trying to explore things and people. I want to inhale a new fresh start of life here and taste,well, the donuts. I heard they're delicious so I can't wait to try them.
And what seems to intrigue me the most is that; every person I've walked past just looks you right in the eyes like they know something about you. Some wave and others simply say, 'Hello'.
Everyone here is a different character but existing in the same book. That's how they understand each other, I guess.
They accept people despite there differences but that just sounds stupid,I assure you. It sounds stupid because I don't accept people who are nothing like me.
But if I met someone exactly like me,she will rule besides me and I know who that goddess is, it's her.
My creation who turns out to be my neighbour.
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"My MaRiLyn..."
General FictionTimothy Zolanski, a mentally distorted young man moves into a new neighbourhood hoping to start a new life. He then becomes obsessed with a beautiful lady in the neighborhood called "Marilyn". Whom he believes he "thought" into existence through his...
