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by megthompson

the floor was wet, and slippery. beautiful shades of brown, and as the floor started to shake, it fell through, to an abyss, or so I thought. As I float through space, looking around me covered in stars, a doorway opens, and I fall through. I start to scream, and I start to yell as branches start to scratch me and there I fell. Lost, and alone I look around me. "I hear crickets." I say, confused and on guard. But it's quiet, and it's peaceful. I walk and I hear leaves crunch under me, the oranges and the yellows. Another door appears, an arm reaching through this space. "You finally made it! You're here!" I grab his hand and walk through.
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32 / F / michigan
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megthompson
32 / F / michigan
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Apr 3, 2025
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