Black Sheep

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Introducing the Black Sheep

Steps. Behind me. But where? My breath was getting heavier every second. What am I doing here? Such a dark place. I can't remember the last time I saw light. There, the darkness vanishes in the air we all breathe in and light surrounds me, again.

Waking up was the most terrible thing in the whole wide world. Dreams were the only thing that I can control.

>Get up

>Stare at the wall

What a wonderful daily routine I have. People would probably envy my time, doing things that won't change their path or destiny. Of course, I might as well be a failure of a humanity. POUND! POUND! POUND!

"SCARLETT, WE KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE."

"Oh great, visitors eh?" I muttered to myself. This happens all the time, that's right. I'm wanted everywhere. There is no 'home' anywhere for me. If there was, it's in prison. That's right; Scarlett, the name forever haunts me. I absolutely hate it. I can't get rid of it. It had always stung me when my name echoes in the depths of my mind. If I could pause time and redo every mistake I made-- I would. But there is no turning back, is there? I ran, I ran towards the opened back window with fresh air waiting for me. A rush of wind pushes against me as I ran forward with no plan. There, I made the leap of faith and ran for my life. Why do I keep living? Easy. I live up my name,'Black Sheep'.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 15, 2013 ⏰

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