A/N- Hi, I am tom and this is my first book. Hope you will enjoy it and thanks for stopping by😉
Welcome to Perceptive- The End is the Only Beginning
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It's weird if you wake of from a bad dream and everything is still bad.
-Todd strasser
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NIGHT -3:30 AM:
"No, no please .....stop...nooo" I screamed .
My breathing increased and I started taking larger gasps, as some stranger pointed gun on my forehead in some melancholy streets, the shot rang and I shouted very loudly only to wake with fright in my eyes, then abruptly I looked at the clock by cleaning the drops of sweat on my forehead. I eventually closed my eyes, sighed and told to myself that it was just a dream. I have been having these nightmares lately, which always leave me confused since I feel them very real.
It was almost 3:30 AM before the dawn broke. I took my sheets off , jumped out of my bed and walked towards the window of my room. As I opened, I felt the cool breeze of night caressing my cheek. Everything was serene and calm with desert coldness, not even a single sound was heard. But it was not tolerable, because the silence is killing me. I was awaiting the dawn to break, because the 'silence kills'. This dawn is going to decide my life , my destiny, my path, my journey. The journey of huddles, adventures, grief, hurt, comfort, joy, enthusiasm, etc., which are in built in us since our birth.
After death of my friend clove, I restrained myself from all the adventurous activities and confined as a normal college girl with out any issues, putting a mask of gentleness and pretending to be a good girl. And tomorrow is my first day in college, I mean my new college and that is what I am worrying about. Worry of my mask , worry for how long I need to carry ?, how long I need to pretend? how long? with a long lost thoughts, I was awaiting the knock of my life and slowly realized that I need to get some sleep before it's too late.
slowly I drank some water, placed the bottle on the table, walked towards my bed and burrowed my face in pillows as I was slowly captured by shadow traps of sleep.
TO BE CONTINUED.....
A/N:
They say a mind that is stretched with new experience can never go back to its past dimensions, but who knows, its still mind and nobody ever unlocked its full capacity.
-Tom❄
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Perceptive
Mystery / ThrillerUPDATES ON EVERY TUESDAY! #EDITING Have you ever heard of dreams becoming reality? Reality becoming a question mark? When clouds of confusion blocked your path, you believe your intuition or credence? Where your mind becomes a battle field of y...
