Silence can hang in the air like ten thousand pounds of deadweight. You feel as if invisible walls are closing in on you. As if you are in an elevator and more and more people squeeze in.
But why does it feel like that?
Because.
Because why?
Because so many words are trying to form. They are all fighting to be born and set free, to either wreck havoc or save a life. The words are like small children who see that you have candy. So those kids run at you and they push, pull, and shove to be the one to receive the candy.
So, which words will you pick when billions call for your attention?
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Free Writing With Some Twists
Short StorySo i started this new thing where I just free write and then go back and edit what i wrote and make it somewhat legible. If you like it please let me know. If you have any ideas for me please let me know that as well.
