developing - time machine

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2. 𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚
( " And tell me does it feel like that?
Does it really feel like that?
'Cause baby, if it's real like that
Then please don't wait on me." )

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I've known what the light feels like

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I've known what the light feels like. Or I used to. I can remember my father teaching me how to ride a bike, even though I only agreed to do it if he took a photo for me to remember it. My mom wasn't around, she wanted this to be some quality father and daughter bonding. Little did I know that was an alternative to hang out with others that began to influence my parents to slip into the dark.

I remember it being around 4pm, close to five and the sun was beginning to dim along the puffy clouds...but there was still enough sunlight to illuminate the brown in my eyes, to show the light a kid is supposed to have in them. My hands were turning pink for how tight I was holding onto the handle bars, and the rough but warm touch of my father's hands helped me steer.

And when I was able to pedal on my own and do turns all by myself, I felt like I could conquer anything I wanted

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And when I was able to pedal on my own and do turns all by myself, I felt like I could conquer anything I wanted. I was always a fast learner but that never meant I wanted the darkness to engulf me as quickly as it did my parents.



Cleo was always a morning bird, even as a toddler. She could survive off little amounts of sleep before it came crashing down on her, then she would sleep for days...like the dead. It wasn't healthy of course but somehow it worked for her. She was always on overdrive. So when Monday morning hit, she was the first to wake even before her aunt Leslie; started making breakfast for everyone with colorful neat notes to match. Cleo was out of the house before Gia or Rue was awake, Gia was grumpy until she got food in her and Rue would fight you to let her sleep for as long as she wanted.

The twenty year old didn't want to be around when Aunt Leslie attempted and successfully woke them up. So the fresh air greeted Cleo as she set out on her morning walk to her first day at, "Tales Resold." Cleo's only had three jobs before: at sixteen, she worked at a frozen yogurt shop for eight months but quit after demanding more pay due to her always covering shifts for her five co-workers who never showed up to work, at seventeen she delivered newspapers before and after school for about a year until she had a stalker follow her home—thank goodness Pop-pop Isaiah was home to help handle the situation, and lastly at eighteen she worked at the movie theaters...which was no doubt her favorite job to have.

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