My life has changed drastically since then, everything is different, unusual, strange. It is as though the world has ended and a new one took its place without anyone realizing. It has been ten years since the last time I wrote. So much has changed. Everything is different, everyone is, well, normal. Everyone, that is, but me. I haven't changed much, the clothes I wore when I was twelve still fit me although I am bigger than I was then. Maybe I have just bought a new pair of the same clothes each time they grow out. Then at 5:51 on a Thursday night, it happened again, I passed out, the world becoming part of my troubled mind. "Get out!" Those words, repeated over and over again. I feel something change.
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At World's Beginning (Biggest WIP)
Science FictionA close to death encounter leads to a beyond life adventure. A story about a post-apocalyptic world in which one man destined to spend the remainder of eternity isolated in the most open area, the entirety of Earth. Though his journey is tough, he m...
