"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and...
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She would watch him dance every single night, knowing his every move. The only thing she didn't know is that he knew. A story about self love & self destruction. © stereoids 2018. All rights reserved. Published on Jan. 21st Completed on Oct. 13th
"You have to kill her again make you and her free from this miserable life." He said patting the reaper's shoulder. "It's your duty" he added. The grim reaper understood everything the man said and thanked him for making everything clear. "Btw! you don't have to give her false name anymore! In order to make her rem...
I was murdered by a serial killer who prowled the grounds of my school's campus. My soul, untethered and restless, wandered the earth without understanding why. Peace was elusive. But then, the Almighty intervened. A group of girls, souls like mine, pleaded for my resurrection. They assured me that I could find happin...