Eating that morning was something I was grateful for, I'm glad I'm here, safe with company, I glance over at my group, they looked peaceful,I started to wonder, what if they hate who I am, it isn't right, is it? Now that's not being fair.....
I don't know, who am I kidding? Don't I know what's right for me? I'm confused, my parents were the best, they know what's best for me, I believed that even when I was small. I remember what my parents had to offer back then, ah, such sweet dreams they provided, I love them, even though they're not here. I miss them but we all have a destined path, no worries, we'll make it out somehow.
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Still being followed, when will he stop, turns around to face him, "Oilseed,Don't you dare do it! Don't follow me to the end of the line!"
A pause, fidgeting with his fingers,"But-"
"No! Go home!"
Another pause, look away, pulling out something, what is that? Ouch! I'm hit, he hit me with a sedation gun, falling unconscious.....
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Eating a pear, looking out at the pretty sky, it felt like a dream, I felt like everything was a dream lately, I'm often told I'm spaced out, in the nearby distance, I feel as though my shoulder got hit, it was itchy, I checked it multiple times, nothing is there, my friends tell me that I should be attentive, but I feel that if I do, I might lose myself, I hate losing, it's the worst feeling, whenever someone touches me, I'm always jumpy and I tell them: Don't you dare do it! I'm often anrgy if someone touches me, why? I can't explain it. I feel like something is about to happen, but yet it doesn't. Stretching I lay down, contemplating whether to leave the group to find myself right again, I feel lost....
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The Shallow Earth
NouvellesStrike one) you're out Strike two) you're warned Strike three) you're crossing the line Strike four) you're pushing it Strike five) you're going too far Strike six) you're on the edge now Strike seven) don't even dare Strike eight) don't you do it ...
