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Days... Days are as if an object to me it was used a while ago and now I don't care about it.

"You're given 24 hours to do something in a day!" some people say, yet I don't really use anything useful with it like I might do something fun once in a blue moon, but to be honest there's not much fun you can get in the city I live in.

It would be nice to have a different schedule for a day to at least make myself less useless as the bimbos' at my school remind me, it's obvious that I wouldn't but I'm a dreamer and dreamers dream. Just saying maybe not having a perfect attendance aside from lunch (Because I feel like a big back when it comes to food...)

     would make me talked about a bit at school but probably for a bad reason.

Now that I think of it, not too much different if I didn't do anything near that, I am like the normal person in this school, so I was of course talked about when I first came - and then not.
Thoughts are just turning the gears in my head rent free because like I said, I'm a dreamer, always having my head in the clouds.

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☔︎︎ 〠☽ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 . . . 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 ☾〠 ☔︎︎

🌘: Want to visit the city with me?~

I hear snow crunching beneath my shoes, the cool air surrounding me with the vastness of white clouds and dull sun.

Standing next to my best friends, my whole group, the place I feel safe.

I chuckle along with them, adding comments every once in a while, until I start to hear something uncontrollable, scary even.

A loud beeping sound ringing in my ears, pounding the whole scenery around me.

I fall to the ground, heart jumping with a thump in my chest.

My friends staring at me frantically, asking "what's happening?" until I only see black.

"BEEP, BEEP, BEE-"

  I hit my alarm HARD making my hand wince with pain.

That's when I realize, it was all a dream, a cloud collapsing my happiness.