A Smoking Illusion

A Smoking Illusion

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My life isn't something you would want. Instead of waking up to hear birds singing in the morning, I wake up to hear glass shattering every time mother and father get into a fight. I get hit for little things too. School is nowhere close to what could be considered my 'safe haven' . Its actually just as bad. I get bullied for my abstract eye color. For my personality. For every little move I make. All of these are enough to keep me up at night. They all make me wonder 'is my life supposed to be this miserable?' Soon enough, I start taking sleeping pills. I started to have a dream and in this dream, I saw a man, I man who was smoking a cigarette and his entire body was smoking too. Like a hazy illusion.
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