Monday ...
The winds are silent ...
The streets are dead ...
The allies are empty ...
And it's only me ...
walking alone ... nowhere to go ...
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A day passed ...
Approaching one of the graveyards on
my way ...
I realised that ... it's the only place I belong to ...
I'm no longer wanted by the human world ...
A world that has nothing to do with a creature like me ...
But to burn it down into ashes ...
I sit down on the floor inside an old keeper's room ...
hugging my knees slowly ...
YOU ARE READING
Martha S1: breaking the path
ParanormalWith an old pen - No date - no time ... This is my story , written by my hand ... I beg you ... don't judge the book by it's cover ... it's not me ... please ... keep everything you know about my life as a secret .... I'm so scared Promise me...
