The Wanderer

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Reads 35
Votes 2
Parts 1
Time 16m

Darkness.  The cold, comforting darkness. The empty and bitter void that most refused to follow.
    
    In this inky black darkness was a young girl.  Her mind was as dark as her surroundings, for this was a girl who belonged to no family, knew no friends, and owned no items of sentimentality.  However, she longed for a family, she wished for friends, and she envied others for their belongings.  But this was something she could not have.  Her sad loneliness was the reason why she found comfort in the black night, not once fearing the darkness.All Rights Reserved

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The Wanderer
Sat, Feb 14, 2015

Darkness.  The cold, comforting darkness. The empty and bitter void that most refused to follow.
    
    In this inky black darkness was a young girl.  Her mind was as dark as her surroundings, for this was a girl who belonged to no family, knew no friends, and owned no items of sentimentality.  However, she longed for a family, she wished for friends, and she envied others for their belongings.  But this was something she could not have.  Her sad loneliness was the reason why she found comfort in the black night, not once fearing the darkness.

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