When I woke I was green. You open my eyes. My wife and not hold it anymore. I was right. Gone from history but not my memory. Will I see it again? Oh, I so hope I do. I gone and started to get dressed. What am I doing? Why am I dressing to be noticed? Why can't I realize this physically and not just mentally? Leaving for school but I wasn't afraid. I was finally at peace. With all things living around me why am I happy? The trees, and the sky where is the same yesterday and the day before that, and the day before that so why is this today any better than the other days? Same. How is The same thing so Utterly different. As If I could be happier. It's not-reasonable with how it's hard to make sense. It has made me content with who I am inside, and that all that matters. For once in my life I'm not thinking about how this life and how I want it to go away is it because... No. Maybe?..... Ugh not that... I was walking faster than ever debating my thoughts thinking about the meadow. How much joy it brought me. Why can't I seem to be me? I am a different me. Aim me that will be brave. Aim me that will talk to others and stand up. A week has gone by and I still can't seem to find that place again. Every day I spent hours searching have I gone mad?
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Back in the science space out where it seems my heels hour's are almost done but seem to take as long as it possibly could to illusion eight the length of time is ticking watch. The ring of 1000 Angels plays every time that class ends. Run, run as fast as you can to get away from the herd of African safari animals. Don't be a middle of a hungry attack. Trust me, it's not fun.
This is the only real time I get to look for that mystery place. It's been around two weeks ever since I saw it the first time. Every day I look in random places trying to see where it might be. I looked all around it seems maybe I should just ignore it all and move on. As soon as I said that I began to show feeling on failure. As my body shake on the pavement of the woods miles away my face began to sobe as I've felt in unforgettable feeling of pain. As I will eat and leave I started to smell a simple paradise.
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The Meadow
Historia Corta*ON HOLD*A lost girl fighting her way through trying to find a happiness in the world to only find something that takes a trembling twist on her life