It was weird. I should have been panicked. I had just killed myself, or at least that's what I thought, and woken up in the land of neutrals. I couldn't bring myself to care. Who knows if I'd ever see my family again, or even my girlfriend that I was planning on marrying. I felt calm sitting on the earthy ground. I played back down, watching clouds the color of pencil lead pass by above me. I'm my haze, I heard someone call, "Lyrics?" . My name.
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Teen FictionA young girl, based on the author, kills herself and wakes up in a land she's never expected. Everyone has completely lost all color resulting in sort of a limbo. And as a fan of twentyonepilots, she realizes this is her own version of the infamous...
