❝What if your pillow could collect your dreams, and when you wake up, you could plug it into your computer and watch them over again?❞
Natalie Elliot, a famous fashion designer and scientist by profession gets inspired and tries to make a pillow tha...
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LOGS > search word: "kill"
— Random Day #4 —
Event :
A spade in my hand, I buried the ghosts of my past deep into a corner of my brain. My hands were soaking wet, blue blood dripping from them but it instantly vanished from view when I wiped it on my blue jeans. Blending into my clothes, blending into my soul. As if the guilt of having killed someone wouldn't haunt me forever. And once again, with a fake smile plastered on my face, I pretended everything was alright. As if this time, the culpable were gone for good.
How did this make you feel [pick up to 3 emotions] :
☑ Guilty
☑ Satisfied
☑ Peaceful
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— Random Day #13 —
Event :
I am tired of lying to myself. They somehow returned, they always do. But the worst part about killing these monsters is that the monsters have familiar faces. The ones who want to harm me are the ones I already know. My own people— I don't think I can call them that anymore. Not after what I'm about to do to them. I kept running, deeper and deeper into the maze until I got lost and my legs gave up. This time though, I couldn't run away. I was caught. And when the monster took off the mask, I was stunned to see who it was.
