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In the dark, I lay here. Vision blurring in and out. Not quite awake, not yet asleep. The room begins to melt away, and I walk from, what looks like, my lifeless body. Beneath the melted mess, I see a light so pure, so bright, so beautiful. I walk towards it, suddenly my body has an overwhelming urge to stop and turn around. I ignore and push through. All around me now, I see colors, colors I have never seen before. Colors unseen to the human eye.I feel at peace, completely calm. All pain Ive ever felt, is gone, in this place, it never existed. Suddenly I see this black cloud right beside me.So dark, menevolant.Has it been following me this whole time?THe pain came flooding back, I ache, where am I? This secret wonderland is turning to a supernatural horror film, is this the end? Where is my lifeless, souless body?Maybe it isn't to late. I begin to vnture back, with each step the pain becoming more unbearable. I see the melted room, with only a bed and a body. I lay back down. . . Coughing, I sit up with tears running down my face, gasping for air to fill my lungs. Body still aching with such horrific pain. Apart of me wishes I never woke up. Apart of me wanted to make friends with the dark cloud, because apart of me, is so. . . . Alone.
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Jan 13, 2012
Jan 13, 2012 at 4:21 AM UTC
Secret Wonderland
In the dark, I lay here. Vision blurring in and out. Not quite awake, not yet asleep. The room begins to melt away, and I walk from, what looks like, my lifeless body. Beneath the melted mess, I see a light so pure, so bright, so beautiful. I walk towards it, suddenly my body has an overwhelming urge to stop and turn around. I ignore and push through. All around me now, I see colors, colors I have never seen before. Colors unseen to the human eye.I feel at peace, completely calm. All pain Ive ever felt, is gone, in this place, it never existed. Suddenly I see this black cloud right beside me.So dark, menevolant.Has it been following me this whole time?THe pain came flooding back, I ache, where am I? This secret wonderland is turning to a supernatural horror film, is this the end? Where is my lifeless, souless body?Maybe it isn't to late. I begin to vnture back, with each step the pain becoming more unbearable. I see the melted room, with only a bed and a body. I lay back down. . . Coughing, I sit up with tears running down my face, gasping for air to fill my lungs. Body still aching with such horrific pain. Apart of me wishes I never woke up. Apart of me wanted to make friends with the dark cloud, because apart of me, is so. . . . Alone.
morgan
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Jan 13, 2012
Jan 13, 2012 at 4:21 AM UTC
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