A Cup of Coffee

A Cup of Coffee

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WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione mar, gen 23, 2018
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Temi Sociali
Fear throbs the beating as we are left by someone our heart desires to be with. We fancy the feeling of warmth around a family's hug, a kiss beneath a bestfriend's cheek, and a hand intertwined upon a lover's fingers. We fantasize a peculiar scene of spending eternity on a round table as we face each smile which hallows the reveries of a child. But when we realize a candle never lasts, it's already then a matter between acceptance and insanity. As you have wandered beneath these words, this I ask you then: Will you accept fate- otherwise embrace insanity?
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  • THE FEAR

You never expected your parents to abandon you at the age of sixteen, and if it wasn't for the man your parents took in when you were ten, you would have been completely alone. Even after a year, you still half-expected them to come back. Your seventeenth birthday came and went with only two people to celebrate it, and you weren't related to either of them. Then came your eighteenth with the same two people. Your hobbies carried you through the loneliness that you found yourself in-although, your guardian told you again and again that ghost hunting wasn't a hobby. When a string of murders ravaged your town, your interest in both the paranormal and technology came in handy. If it wasn't for you, the case would never have been solved, and you never would have brought someone back from the dead, even if he did torture you with his embarrassingly truthful compliments and flirtatious lines. (this is a work of fiction. all the Pastas belong to their original creators. they are not real, nor am i saying that they are. the only thing i own is the plot and any OCs. please do not re-write my work. this is not a romanticisation.)

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