Corners...
The quiet corners...
The peaceful corners.
Janitor.
His room.
Three.
Three strangers present.
Chair, wire.
Tied around, stuck.
Nowhere to go.
Many to call.
No one to listen.
Struggles...
Screams...
Louder...
Louder...
Louder...
Muffles.
Heavy breaths.
Strangers and smiles.
Wire on spine.
Switch for the lights.
On.
Blackout.
Corners.
The quiet corners.
The loudest corners.
The deadly corners.
Janitor.
His room.
A corpse.
He was only 9.
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Encrypted Introspection
RandomA little bird's diary for when he was growing up, until now, when he is still flying after being flightless for so long. Written in ambiguous English, these texts have hidden meanings to the bird's life at every stage of his growth. The workings of...
