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Sometimes, I disappear from reality.

Sometimes, I fade away.

 

Sometimes, I need to disappear.

 

Sometimes, I need to not feel a thing.

 

Sometimes, I disappear from reality.


 

 

I often need the worlds, different from our own yet exactly the same.

 

Some characters have challenges that mirror my own while others have a message for all to learn.

 

Sometimes, I'm just watching all unfold.

 

Other times, I'm the leader of the pack, one of the characters.

 

And even more often, I'm the writer dictating what happens with a script.

 

I say cut. Pause. Play. Rewind.

 

Time passes differently.


 

 

I feel emotions far more complex than it's possible to feel in our world.

 

I feel joy, love, and loathing.

 

I feel sad, annoyed, and frustrated.

 

I feel dead and re-born.

 

I feel alive yet burned.

 

I feel tired.


 

 

Most importantly, I feel loved.

 

I feel needed.

 

I cannot get that in our world.


 

 

In our world, I feel alone.

 

Sad. Angry. Dead.

 

But, more often than not unable to feel a thing.

 

So, I do what I have to.

 

I dive. I search. I discover a new opportunity.


 

 

To live.

 

 

To laugh.

 

 

To be alive.

- A Fangirl

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