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Suggestions, The last chapter: I saw you in my dreams

 


Through my dreams you shall see, the pain that I lurked, the things that I’ve seen, and never survived, lots of thorns wrapped around the vines of my heart, letting no one in, hardly anyone, but you, amongst all, could access, could embrace how ugly I was, how ugly I might’ve became, you could witness the monster that I hid, deeper in the will where water dried and sounds echo.

Theater, chapter two: Secrets

 


Under the surface of everything, shall lurk many screams and whispers, shall lurk treasures, corpses, faces and repressed wills and intentions, under the surface of a soil shall lurk a seed, growing a glow tree that never shines or blooms unless those who can see within things access around. Those who only have pure transparency.

Theater, Chapter one: She's alive

 


“Regina, I know that your performance wasn’t that good before which doesn’t make a bit of a difference…”

 

Students giggled loudly causing

The potion, Chapter II: The healer

 


We once were fetuses inside of our mothers, a flesh growing until it comes out to the world, breathing, crying and seeing for the first time. once we’re born, we get named, and we get to be unknowingly attached to destinies that no normal mortal can anticipate, only sensitive people with sensitive spirits are fully eligible to see within you and detect your special ability.


Sarah is one of them. Since the family just got updated about that serial killer she pointed out for the police that night, they started doubting

The potion, chapter one: The captivator



The grounds were heating up gradually meanwhile the sun is rising over the horizon, the seas’ mists were warm, all life beings were submitting to the nature, dead plants rotted and became fertilizers for the soils, hence, helped another seeds to give out their internals and bloom referring to a resuscitation of poetic elements, where people can seek hope and life through, the sweat drop fallen over the disk whereas Sarah is studying, feeling hot in that unbearable global warming event hitting the entire world, that sweat drop is such another submission, implying that even though you might have means to escape the consequences it still find ways to access you and pull down the lever, once it happens, your eyes become wide open, ultimately seeing things no one else witnesses, at that moment you just become sure that nature is very strong, and has in it, a lot of hidden treasures you might not be aware of. You just have to be prepared.

A change, and replace the (G) with (C), that's how it is.


 

I had a long journey to walk through, and so far, having more coming next... I was always a silent person until I learned to express myself, without a single feeling of shame, nothing to be ashamed of except disregarding one-self.


I had many dreams to fulfill, got failed, desperate and frustrated, but I always fought back the distresses to resume living, and surviving, I always try to have a plan B, and to not stick in the middle, clueless, dreary and out of passion, and due to natural instincts, people become fragile. People get drained after exerting a lot of energy over something.

Daria, Chapter one: Back to December

 


Chapter one: back to December

 

“Remember that voids dwelling you, will never possibly fade away, they will keep consuming you till no end”

 

Winter is her favorite season, when the climate is cold, cold enough to cool down her chest burns, her darkest thoughts, as well as her fingertips…

Indoors

 


It's home;

It's where we start a fight, bake a cake,
Forget the laundry hung for days,
It's where we paint, write texts and sometimes work

It leads only to your door

 


They were together, they couldn't once imagine that they may split at a point

And as they just walked into that abandoned house to have some kind of thrills whereas they eat the noodles they chose the only room that still has lights on

The chase

 


The chase

“You have no obligations towards people who command you to do what they want you to do, not what you entirely desire.”

Time was running out; they were getting me ready to an unacceptable wedding party, taking me to a mall, buying me a dress like if I were their doll, a doll has no single right to say ‘yes’ or ‘no’…

My personality

 


my personality?

What is love?

 


What is love?

Love is dopamine and serotonin working most when you are with that right person...

Love is home, as it represents comfort and warmth

represents that husband when he buys you your favorite snacks 

When he listens to your bullshit everyday without murmuring 

And when he shares a secret with you...

When he

Depths into the ocean

 


Once upon a time, a brave sailor travelled the would searching for new lands, fearing not but the thought of living a life without pursuing his dreams. He was a dreamer, determined to explorer all seas, and making his name great among all sailors. His crew loved him, because his sense of justice and honor were above everyone. He cared for every member of his crew, and filled everyone with enthusiasm. They overcome many situations together, sea storms, ice, wind, starvation, thirst, and all those bad times made their bond even stronger.

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