Voices keep on filling my head and sharp commands make them get softer by the second.
I open my eyes to see a room filled with others staring at their surroundings. I immediately though of the hell that they too would have to go through.
Each of them had a couple of scratches here and there, but that would soon turn into a mess of a hundred more. From the start I knew that I would have to help them to survive and stay strong.
I felt like I needed to keep them safe, because they needed someone to watch them. They wouldn't survive on their own. They wouldn't be able to stand the endless rocking of the ship, and complete silence.
No one wants to be one their own, who knows maybe I could also get something out of it too; a friendship, a feeling of joy, and maybe a chance to have someone love and me, and I could be able to return the feeling.
All I know is that need to give myself a chance to open up... could I even?
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Hola,
I think this might be it for today, I think, I'm not sure, either way I will try to update every other day now, studies first... yay...
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The Other Way Around (on hold for MAJOR editing)
Historical FictionI always yearn for someone to talk to me and comfort me, but that's what I'm doing for the others
