Living in the country, far away from any kind of civilization was not a choice that I got to make. This way of life was thrust into my arms and pushed me out of the vehicle while it was still moving. You get the picture yet? I cried and complained, scratched and clawed trying to find a way out of the never ending sea of fields filled with corn, beans, and clover; pastures teeming with cows and horses. Yet this petri dish of bugs and germs burrowed its way through my ribcage and injected its venom into my heart. The depth of the daunting sky no longer felt suffocating. The poor excuse of a house no longer felt strange. As much as I dread saying this, this barbaric land has become my home and me becoming uncivilized just as it.
This is just really random but I though it was cool.
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Untold ✿ Short Stories
Short StoryThere is no greater agony then bearing an untold story inside of you ~ Maya Angelou Just some short random writings that I have done. Most of them are inspired by different writing prompts from Pinterest that I have seen. Or spur of the moment poem...
