My life is black and white. The world is dark and mysterious until all the pain comes through. The pain is in shades of red and pink and blue; physical, pass and mental. The colours stained all the good I could see and turned it into black. Into bad. There is no escape to this, the one people try to take doesn't work at all.
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A World Beyond
Historia CortaThe imagination has its own world. This is a collection of short stories I've written based on a picture or topic. These may be really short or long I just write when I want. I can't put more then two stories in a chapter cuz you can only put one p...
