Sunlight is the best, correct? They say that’s the only remedy. Just go outside, smile.
The window was open. The light was shining, everything appeared perfect. It was an illusion, however. As time progressed, it seemed the sunlight was less apparent. One night, it left.
Blue blinds clouding the window, it was mostly dark, only illuminated in a dark, somber blue, It first seemed calming, secure, unique. Nobody has blue blinds, wouldn’t it be fun to be the one with blue blinds? Wouldn’t more people notice you? Won’t they care?
No. At first, it wasn’t bad. It was just there, nothing out of the ordinary. As time went on, you realized the truth. Blue blinds were dangerous, they ruined people. It became imperative for help, for the sun to shine it’s lovely rays. You begin to end clubs, stop going out with friends, isolate yourself in the dangerous yet soothing rays of the blue blinds. We all realize we must help, and yet do nothing. It is scary to confront someone you believe is unstable.
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Daylight Breaking
NouvellesI have thoughts. These thoughts sometimes have titles. Now I've decided to publish these thoughts.
