I will not post this on the right order because I started late and posted it even later than that.
Other than that, it's my attempt to be spookier or more deep, although my stupidity is spookier and by toilet is deeper than all of this.
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Time watches you go by. Like aboy watching ants on its garden, it looks at us as the insignificant things we are compared to it. When it wants, it ends us with just a finger. And when it doesn't, it leaves us as we are until something else comes to end our existence. In both cases, we're powerless against this beast, this entity that judges us and keeps our memories intact, even if they torment you whenever you close your eyes, trying to find your purpose in life. Those memories are a punishment for our sins, a torture that will hardly ever end, until we end it and us ourselves.
