Sep 2014
September 7 2014 || 1:03 a.m.
With no direction to go, I walked straight ahead on road 52. People screaming for help. Carving "911" on the walls. It was like an asylum. The T junction on the left had a traffic light. I stopped when it was red. It made me think of how lost I was. My life. I had no where to go. I had no one to show me the way. I continued my journey and reached at an odd street after about 100 miles. Everybody was happy. Smiling laughing together. I want to be like them but my journey haven't end. I soon was chased by a mob that was shouting "FAT", "USELESS" and "STUPID". Well that's all that I could bear to hear. It led me to a dark alley down route 17. A little girl was crying and oh her body was filled with cuts. A little ways down the road was a girl bending down sticking her finger down her throat as if she's trying to ***** something really big. I couldn't handle it and I ran and ran while crying. I stopped because I was out of breathe. I rested in a tunnel. At the end was a light. I followed it. It led me to one of the most beautiful destination ever, you.
( w . c )
With no direction to go, I walked straight ahead on road 52. People screaming for help. Carving "911" on the walls. It was like an asylum. The T junction on the left had a traffic light. I stopped when it was red. It made me think of how lost I was. My life. I had no where to go. I had no one to show me the way. I continued my journey and reached at an odd street after about 100 miles. Everybody was happy. Smiling laughing together. I want to be like them but my journey haven't end. I soon was chased by a mob that was shouting "FAT", "USELESS" and "STUPID". Well that's all that I could bear to hear. It led me to a dark alley down route 17. A little girl was crying and oh her body was filled with cuts. A little ways down the road was a girl bending down sticking her finger down her throat as if she's trying to ***** something really big. I couldn't handle it and I ran and ran while crying. I stopped because I was out of breathe. I rested in a tunnel. At the end was a light. I followed it. It led me to one of the most beautiful destination ever, you.
( w . c )
