I’m walking down the street and all my friends and family are lined up ten feet apart. I look around confused. I come to the first person, they start laughing. Then, they point at my arms. I glance down and see massive scars. I continue walking and the same thing happens again. And again. And again. I start running and the laughter fills my ears. I get to the last person and see who it is. Surely they won’t laugh, I think. I wake up and I’m about to say something, then she starts laughing. I cry out in anger and run till II drop dead to the earth.
Then I wake.
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Just a Mask.
Short StoryJust honest stories about how I felt. This is just a bunch of stories I wrote when I was in a bad place. You might see lines repeated. Probably 'cause I liked them a lot, hehe. I hope you enjoy. Please comment your thoughts and what not.
