She loved small cafes, and she loved the sounds early morning birds. She loved the warm summer mornings, and she loved listening to the waterfalls. She loved being in nature, and she loved the trees in the mountains. But she also loved the big city bustle and modern art, she loved the street dancers and the sound of the subway. She loved watching the big important business people rush around, and she loved laughing at them as she sat relaxed in no hurry at all. But she also loved being alone, everything she loved to do she could do alone, and she loved the quiet, nothing but the sounds and her. She loved to be let alone with her thoughts, and she loved thinking her life out. She loved the thought of being alone for long periods of time, and she loved imagining the world as it really is, small insignificant beautiful. She loved people of course, but she loved being alone the sounds and her. She loved how people thought thought she was crazy, and she loved how antisocial she was. She loved how she could go without technology for weeks at a time, and she loved the way nature greeted her arms open.
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Foreigner of Reality
Teen FictionForeigner of Reality is a book of short stories and poetry created and loved by yours truly. This is written for those who are searching for themselves through love, loss, and healing. For those who have been hurt and have the scars to prove they're...