Im a temple. My soul is captured in a weilding series of unfortunate events. The barrier that captures me is unstoppible. My heart paces at an unsteady beat as my arms give way. When will the time come for me to leave this hellhole of imprisonment in my own home.
Watching the world go by, I finnaly learn to stop fighting for hight, but to start embracing the truth.The onlt thing that is my friend and family is my books, they take my brin on fire as i write them, running my fingers along the typewriter, waiting for endings though.
5 YEARS LATER
RRRRING! The elavator opens , holding breakfast. I search through my draws and finally come across some mini parachutes! I take out my booksand place each one of them into a parachute, only 1 is left with blank pages, and that one is the one i will recieve from its holder...
