nιgнт caмe qυιcĸer тнan eхpecтed.
ι тooĸ мy regυlar pιllѕ
вecaυѕe ғor ѕoмe odd
reaѕon, ι wanтed тo ѕee мoonlιgнт.
one.
тwo.
waтer.
тнen ι plopped onтo мy вed
and drιғтed тo ѕleep.
мoмenтѕ laтer,
ι arrιved ιn oυr υѕυal мeeтιng place
вυт нe waѕn'т тнere.
"мoonlιgнт?" ι called. тнere waѕ an
ecнo wιтн a ѕιde
oғ ѕιlence.
мy нearт ғelт lιĸe ιт dropped.
нe leғт мe,
jυѕт lιĸe everyone elѕe.
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A Smoking Illusion
Short StoryMy life isn't something you would want. Instead of waking up to hear birds singing in the morning, I wake up to hear glass shattering every time mother and father get into a fight. I get hit for little things too. School is nowhere close to what cou...
