I stare blankly at the fake leather seat i front of me, I create images with the lines in my head. I tue to the side to see the snowy world flys by me, as if it was racing us to where ever we were going. I re-arrange my feet so i feel more comfortable, and then drift of to sleep.
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Shorts
Short StoryThese are either things in I have come up with and don't want to forget, some short parts of a story, or just some story ideas
