So it feels as if Im living in a dream, a paranormal universe a place where there's silence and it's peaceful.
It is amazing to have such peace and silence but the sad thing is there's no one around to talk to or use up some of the time you have.
The clock in the middle of this place clicks more than the watch on my arm.
I'm not sure where I am I feel like I'm lost in this place and I don't know how to escape or find how I got here.
When I first got here I sore that there was a box of food,old rags,and sciencey type of tools.
It felt as if I was meant to create something beautiful and amazing that no one had ever seen before but I just wasn't sure.
But when I was waiting for something to happen and it did.
The clock stops ticking and it's frozen, as of time has stopped itself and that the paranormal world is no longer there, and is gone into thin air...
I feel trapped in this places as if there's no where to escape no doors or windows but never ending darkness.

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Stories of Mystery
Short StoryStories of mystery, stories of magic, stories of things you never would imagine... written by Chelsea24681, cover by SeeThroughOthersEyes Shayla's point of view on 'Not all Stories end in Happy Ever After'