It's all falling away. What? My house, my family, my town, my everything. My enteritis crumbling away from underneath myself- it's all falling; I'm not falling. There's one piece of land beneath me thats moving down at an astonishing speed but I'm managing to on it. Where's everything going? further and further it goes. My vision blurs. I'm dying.
No! Shut up, stop telling me to be quite. It's my life. Quit messing with me. Go away! I said NO. Just SHU...
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Dream Big
Teen FictionWhat if your life was being controlled? What if all the choices you make aren't actually made by you? Just imagine that. All of your control- taken away. What would you become?
