3:25 ||rewriting||

3:25 ||rewriting||

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"Time of death: 3:25 pm" Can a certain time affect your life forever? • • • Death was something she faced at a young age. When her family is ripped away from her leaving her orphaned and alone she has no one to turn to. People leaving her here and there but she didn't give up. When you stare in to the eyes of death and death blinks first nothing is impossible. Her best friend, Anna her only anchor got her out of the dark abyss she was sinking to. Then He came along, brooding, handsome and emitting power turning her life which she finally managed to stabilize upside down. Was there a space in her life left for more people that her best friend? Or has she occupied all of them with fragments of people who were never coming back and insecurities of the past she is constantly trying to keep it where it belongs. The past. She lost her family at 3:25 but she found him at 3:25 too. ||updates on friday mostly but early updates here and there||
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Escape

Have you ever stopped to sit and watch the world pass by; wondering what would happen if we had no time, no clock, nothing to keep track, or have you ever sat down and listen to music drowning out all unwanted problems you refuse to pay attention to. As you sit you begin to realize every second has its new beginnings. Time is something money can't buy, but it is also something you can't place on fast forward or rewind. Every beat of life counts just have to listen to the melody to live it happily. A young teenage girl is living an unwanted life every hour has a memory running straight through and every tick tock and replay cuts into her past. "Turn the music up, real loud. As the lyrics fill my head, a hundred memories run wild, lyrics intertwining with my thoughts. Change of attitude, cant be disturbed. Words flow like tears, all eyes on me. Every one is an onlooker, keep watching you don't want to miss this." Here is her story.

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