I walk down the lonely streets, breathing in the twilight air. I take the long way home, with my headphones blaring. The streets I take are always empty. I hear the song chant in my head, I use it to block out the voices that speak when I'm alone. Everything has been better since He's been around. They used to yell once or twice a week. But now they are almost gone. I depend on His existence more than He knows. He wouldn't be able to comprehend. Just as She doesn't. Her dead eyes flash in my head. I turn down off the sidewalk and I hear a horn. I turn my head. The wind blows. I'm knocked off my feet and I fly in the air. I hit my head. Tires squeal. I lay on the ground as shouts come down. I fall into the dark.
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Her
HorrorI thought I had been through Hell and back when I was alive, little did I know that in the future I could actually wind up there. Right now I'm stuck in the Between, a place between life and death and I have a choice, to live or to die. To live woul...
