Autumn whispers

Autumn whispers

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Just think. Close your eyes for a minute and just picture perfection. The perfect life. Just picture that you have it. And then open your eyes. Snap back to reality. This is what Autumn does every day. She sleeps. She dreams. She wakes up. And the horrible reality of life is still there. Always will be. Open your eyes. Close them again. Dream. And now. Picture. What is it like to be Autumn? Go to school. See the people. The ones that hate you. The ones that torture you. Come home. The mother who is embarrassed of you. The father that hits you. The sister that helps the bullies do their job. The life you don't want. The one you run away from. Open your eyes. You're somewhere else. Where is it. In the woods. In the sun. Happiness? Or dreams. Reality or not? What else do you see? A future? What's it like? What's in it? Are you alone? Or is there someone else?
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