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May Fifth

May Fifth

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jun 5, 2020
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My life was not a walk in the park nor is it a rollercoaster. It's a car ride and I'm in the drivers sit. I have my seatbelts buckled sitting on my comfy chair. The car starts moving and unexpectedly takes a turn and that scares me shitless and kicking me in a hyper mode. I try to take my hands turn the wheel but i suddenly realise that my hands aren't on the wheels but strapped together my behind me. I panic and try to press the breaks but soon realise that it's broken. I start to hyperventilate and try to get of the car and as I try to detach the seatbelts it I open my eyes I see that the wall has suddenly vanished with everything arou nd it and I was in a desert this time. A barren land with nothing for miles and miles. In a fraction of seconds I have been transferred from one nightmare to another. And I had no control over it and i could never leave because I am strapped to the car seat and I have no other option but have a front row seat to the next show that had me as its lead. And so this may passes and the car starts again leading me to the next.
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