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Apr 2015
Everything was cold and dark
I can't see. Everything is misty
I'm cold and thirsty.

“Where am I?”

“It's ok. Everything will be alright.”
A black vine wrapped around my shoulder and more soon followed
They started to wrap itself around, warming me like a blanket.

I close my eyes feeling the vines pulling me back
into a wall, that slowly consumed me.


“STOP!”


My eyes flung open, hearing those words.
My breath stops for a brief second and waits.


“I WON'T LET YOU GET AWAY!”



A slicing sound cuts through the air and for a minute......
…...the world stops.

The vines around me break and crumble
from the wall it bound me to.
The mist around me fades
and I see rays of sun come out.
There are buildings with blood painted on every wall.

I drop to my knees, the vines still
coiling around my body, and
for the first time for I could remember........


…..I Cried.
Maka22alburn33
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