2/27/2018
Every day I face the same challenge.
This challenge in particular is something I can't share willingly, not to a stranger at least. I feel like an agent with the darkest secrets, and in a way, I am.
I hide behind a mask, or in a shadow. He's counting on me to keep this secret. To face this challenge on my own. There used to be someone by my side, but he is merely lost in the ocean of secrets and memories that I sail across.
He wouldn't resurface to help me.
I put on a brave face in hope pf concealing it all. There's a time limit to this challenge and I can't exactly shorten it. Not until that day comes.
The day I'm finally free.
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200 Days
No FicciónWhat would happen if somebody could live through your life for 200 days? What would happen if you could put your fears aside and show the world 200 days of everything you want to hide? What would happen if you could change the perspective of everyon...
