I opened up the box.
I hear the sound of the waves crashing as it reaches the shore.
Everything was just as i remembered.
The pen.
The pictures.
The poems.
Everything.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
"It's time" I tell myself
It's time
To let go.
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Veils
Teen FictionDo you feel that constant ticking in your head like an activated timebomb that might go off if someone pressed the button? Layer after layer of personalities stacked up one after the other to mask who you really are? That was Ophelia Black. A tickin...
