Being in a coma is kinda like seeing the world from a blurred two way mirror, like you can see the things around you, yet they appear somewhat out of focus, and you just know that the people around you can't see you. I kinda liked it, it was like being distanced from life yet being able to gaze at it once in awhile to make sure the world hasn't ended in your absence. Yet it was sad because deep down inside you know that you want it all back, that feeling of life, the emotions, but yet I really just didn't wanna wake up.
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Crimson Tides (book Two In The Creepypasta Fanfic Series)
FanfictieWhen the creepypastas take a vow to find all the newbies Zalgo and Jane took their journey leads them to the sunny state of Flordia. The group of killers start to enjoy life again, Until someone tries to turn their waves of summer fun to bloody cri...
