Life: something so beautiful, but also so dark.
I don't know which of those I feel.
I had the chance to make it better.
But I didn't.
I'm selfish.
Because I'm a monster.
Did I make any difference?
No, I didn't.
I only made it simpler.
Not for me or any of the people close to me.
But for something much more horrible.
Even if I had the chance to defeat it,
I didn't.
Because I was blinded to the truth.
Now, I'm here,
In this void of sorrow and despair,
Reliving my nightmare over and over,
For eternity with no escape.
This is my punishment for closing my eyes.
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Dark Light
HorrorWhat would you do when there is no hope, no kindness for each other, and rules no one can understand exist? Lilly, a 14-year-old girl, doesn't get the chance to answer, getting pulled forward through a world she doesn't understand, carved by a desti...
