I AM CONFUSION

I AM CONFUSION

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"The chilling sound of a sharp object grazing against the pebbled wall caused goose bumps to rise on her skin. She trembled with such fear it was like an earthquake had rattled through her body. As the voice grew louder she could hear the words a little more closely, "Lucy." It whispered, "Lucy. Where are you?" Lucy tried not to speak as she chewed through her already nubby fingertips. What had she done now? What had she done to deserve such a life?" an exerpt. ......................................................................,....,.,..........., This a book of short stories and poems . I will try to update every two weeks. Don't forget to vote and comment. xoxoDanixoxo
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"It took me five seconds to fall. The impact on my chest jarring my body but not my mind. I suppose this is the point where your life is supposed to flash before your eyes as time itself freezes - and it did in a way. But I didn't relive my life physically like walking through an old memory, déjà vu in each step. It was a feeling, something that started in my chest and spread to my fingertips, one so unique to me that it encapsulated each significant event into one single second." For as long as May can remember one mystery has haunted her world. A dirty window before her, the grim obstructing her vision, she has lived with a loss she can't identify - that is until one rainy night. Gradually the spots of dirt May scratched at for so long wipe away with the touch of a finger. But when she looks in will she like what she sees - or will curiosity kill the cat?

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