It started when the sun leant down to kiss the Earth goodnight. And the stars came out and the moon greeted me. It told me the secrets of the night. How everyone has something to hide. It told me how the water keeps it emotions under control. Until it becomes too much of a burden to keep. And it erupts. How every one believes it to be perfect. Calm and relax from the surface when really, underneath, just a centimeter below, it is struggling to maintain the peace with itself. The moon claims those who are weak. Enable to hold on.
And then...it took her.
But she allowed it.
She let the currents of the water take her further and away. Further from the light and deeper away into the night. Finally she closed her eyes. She was asleep. Finally. Forever and always asleep.
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Trapped
Non-FictionShe is trapped. Caged. Whatever you want to call it. She I being held against her will. Or so she thinks. She is diagnosed with a strange disorder that not even the specialist know what to do to save her.
