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The Grand Illusion

The Grand Illusion

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Sep 18, 2017
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Fiction
Horror
We all live our own lives, and our own lives are the biggest events in the universe. But is that true? Is everything you care about true? Shiloh Finteltin has been living in her own world for a long time. Everything she thought was fact, everyone she adored was amazing, and everyone she hated was pure evil. Simply, she never looked at other perspectives, the thought that her enemies were given a name on the day they were born, or the thought that her idols were capable of normal human things. Shining Star was one of those idols. A pink haired popstar who was cute, sweet, and kind. Had a beautiful voice and a mysterious background. She was the perfect idol, and Shiloh has finally gotten tickets to go to her show and meet her favorite idol. What will happen when she stops just looking at the star in the sky, and actually approaches? The grand illusion of her life will be shattered.
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"One body: A death, a suicide, and now a murder. Lunacy is settling over, leaving its fingerprints on them, while breathing down their necks. The warm kiss of air is mistaken for nothing but a midnight breeze, and finger prints not much more than dirt. "Are you worthy enough, huh? Do you think I'm such a fool? You'll die there. Ashton Kahn. Mark my words. You are going to die and your family is going to live a dead life. You know what grief is? Of course, why would YOU know? You haven't been miserable for once in your life, have you? You have always been the super-star, haven't you? Of course you'll die. You deserve nothing but a deadly, rotten grave. You are such a chick, aren't you? Huh. I hate you Ashton Kahn. You are so mean. You think wealth is the world. You think beauty is the world. Don't you find having the best muscles, having the best grades, having the perfect eyes, having the perfect clothes, shoes-" Her words were so powerful, her expression meaner. She meant it. And how right she was. There I was, living a beautiful life. Of course I had no idea what misery is. I'd never been miserable for a second. Hah. She was giving me a lesson. The feeling was so intense, her words ruling my brain, empowering my veins. I was so useless. Have I ever cried? Have I ever thought why people say Life is just a Lie? Did I ever care why was the guy behind the coffee shop shutters crying? Did I ever gave it a second thought what did that guy felt when I called him Bozo? Or what was going on with that girl I heard of whose parents died a day ago? Of course, what was I capable of feeling? And there I had always thought I was the perfect me. The boy who could do anything. The boy who ruled. The boy who lived. Life is just a Lie. And for the first time in ever, I felt it to be so, so real. The reality of this was ever-awakening, it's power would have killed a soul. Life is just a Lie.

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