The Devils Touch

The Devils Touch

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"I want an adventure" I grumble. I was hanging off the bed, my head inches from the ground. I swayed my brown curls around,I was bored stifles. Music poured in my ears, as i lay there imagining a 'perfec't aka 'not going to happen' life. If only Bradley Cooper could be mine i sigh. I have nothing to complain about, i have such a fortunate life. I have a family, friends, a beautiful home, it was more then needed. Yet what is this..feeling i have? A sense of emptiness..a hostile sensation. I guess in all honesty i'm bored with my life. It's too perfect. No real drama occurs, no sense of adventure or thrill. I've recently turned 16 years old now, i want to explore, experience different things. Little did i know that one night out was going to change my whole perspectives on things...
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