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My time alone...
written by devils angel 1302:49 PM 11/27/04| Later that night I sat in bed staring at the ceiling, it was late and since I had school tomorrow, I was supposed to be fast asleep. I couldn’t fall asleep the realization that Peter’s mom being shot was all my fault was too much for me. What happens when things change and you can’t deal with them? But if you don’t deal with them then you can’t live? Or that the changes can’t possibly be changed back to anything better since the past was screwed up too? What is change when it changes from one horrible thing to another horrible thing? These questions haunted me and I couldn’t stop the new questions from coming… Life couldn’t become much more complicated… My life was becoming a horror story and yet I couldn’t fix it or effect change in anyway. It was all my fault if only I hadn’t thought only of myself, and thought about what would and did happen. I closed my eyes hard and hoped the thoughts would disappear, but the didn’t and more questions came flooding in… How was I supposed to figure out this mystery… my mystery? |
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