A wish to come true

Chapter 2

S̠o̠r̠r̠y̠ a̠b̠o̠u̠t̠ t̠h̠e̠ b̠e̠g̠i̠n̠n̠i̠n̠g̠ i̠t̠ w̠a̠s̠ s̠h̠o̠r̠t̠ b̠u̠t̠ i̠l̠l̠ d̠o̠ e̠x̠t̠r̠a̠ i̠n̠ t̠h̠i̠s̠ s̠e̠c̠o̠n̠d̠ o̠n̠e̠ h̠e̠r̠e̠.

As I feel the warmth of the hard wooded oak planks under my feet. walking my way up the stairs I get a tingle from the feeling that seems like an electric shot vibing through my body that's frozen solid.

I kept my head down as if it's been carrying bricks around all day making my way towards the door that felt hard to lift my thoughts and un truthful minds. I walked in my room that was the same before, a white double bed that looks as if it was made of clouds that sat in the corner of my room, my rounded window that is surrounded by luggages and boxes that I crawl my self up to get a view of anything but painted walls that always cramped me.

It's 12:00 o'clock and I'm only drifting my eyes around my darkened room from sitting on top of my boxes. I turn my head back from my room to the city that I regret taking in as friendly home.

My long straight white blond hair that was as long as my waste curled around me that just hung over my forehead like it dust. I was hard trying to find my reflection through the frost on the window.

So I started to crawl back down from the window and in my bed where it's toasty and daydreaming. I closed my eyes and I was asleep again, and black covered my field of vision. Good night cruel world.