I've given up waiting for a response.
It's been three days now so it's blatant that they've read it. So it seems that they don't care about my problem; all they obviously care about is themselves, and only posted the article to have poor souls alike me contact he or her.
Sitting alone in my room, my laptop lay on my legs, I start sobbing out of helplessness.
What is the point?
It seems that this is never going to go away; I'm going to have to accept it alike everything else.
My head hung, I trudge downstairs and leave out of the door. I can't face people at the moment.
Finding myself walking randomly, I notice I've entered a different park.
It seems sort of abandoned - eerie.
Strange.
Different.
Odd.
Ruined.
...
Where am I?
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