I can hear all the words that come out of their mouths. But they can't hear mine. I can speak freely but I'm just ignored. I can see all of their mistakes. While they can't see me at all. All I have wished for was to be seen and heard. One day that all comes true. They could see and hear me as clear as day. But even they grew tired of me. One day I was left all alone again. Wondering if I disappeared would anyone care. I was walking when I spotted my mom. I called after her but she couldn't seem to hear me. So I followed her, she lead me to a grave. When I read who it was, it hit me. It read" here lies the best daughter in the world may she rest with god in peace." if only she knew I wasn't there. I cried for what seemed like years. I thought about all the things I never got to accomplish. That's when I noticed no one could hear me because, I have been talking to a reflection all this time. I was slipping into darkness. The last thought I had was "Can anyone help me ever rest in peace." then I woke up and I thought "I hope that never happens. With my bad luck sometimes my dreams become reality. I just hope this one stays that way. Just a dream.
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Short Stories
Short StoryJust some stories that come from my mind. Or how I feel, a way to describe my point of view of subjects my friends go though. Let me know if you want me to turn any of these into stories.
