unnoticed | TheGreekGazelle

unnoticed | TheGreekGazelle

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I went unnoticed for too long. Passing by my old friends and him in the hallways, seeing them around town, anything, but they just never spoke to me. I would get a glance here and there, but we wouldn't talk. For some reason I felt like there was something that had happened between all of us that I do not remember. Two years ago my mom and I got into a car accident. Mom had passed away while I suffered bone breakages. I was informed that I had no brain injuries other than a minor concussion, yet I couldn't remember much about the couple years before. Every time I mentioned the fuzziness of my past, the doctors brushed off my concern. I looked and asked around, wondering if anyone knew what had happened, but people seemed to not care about it and found that it would be best to not associate with me. In truth, it feels like the whole world is hiding something from me. Every moment that I get closer to the truth, my mind is reset, but not my memories. I am stuck in a loop, unnoticed.
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I woke up in a world that shouldn't exist. And in a body that isn't mine. The city around me is in ruins-silent streets, broken buildings, a sky that no longer remembers the sun. I don't know how I got here. I don't know who I am. My memories slip through my fingers like sand, leaving behind only fragments-whispers of a promise I can't remember making. But something is wrong. The world feels... stuck, repeating itself like a broken record. Shadows move where they shouldn't. Time bends in ways I can't explain. And the deeper I search for answers, the clearer it becomes-this isn't just about me. There's something out there, buried in the loops of time. Watching. Waiting. If I break free, will I find the truth? Or will I disappear like everything else? When the stars grant a wish, what do they take in return?

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