As I'm walking through this forest a gust of wind enters and makes me shiver. Maybe wearing jeans, a t-shirt and a hoodie wasn't the best option of clothes to be out at this time of night. The dark green leaves are enlightened by the moonlight, the only light I have. Twigs are breaking underneath me as I walk, making noise with every step. I'm cold. Tired. Scared. "Why am I doing this?" I ask myself. I still don't know the answer.
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I Don't Know How to Carry on These
RandomThis is all the failed ideas I've had. I've thought of one paragraph then couldn't think of anything else anyone is welcome to use these.
