UTATMIDUNOSLO

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
A kind of story in the works, starting off with a strange prologue, but it will be revealed near the end. This is a draft of the story for future preferences.

Submitted: September 02, 2012

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I felt so guilty. People think lying doesn’t mean anything, and that you get away with it. You don’t. One day it all comes back on you. And when you have lied for most of your life, and it comes to that day – you’re basically screwed. Sitting in the hotel room, which was nearly in darkness, except from a little bit of light shining from under the door. I loved the dark. Loved being alone. I used to love being alone, but now I hate it. I just need a friend. Someone to speak to. Reaching out, I grab the object, and feel the texture, the bumps, and the grip. Reeling my arm in, I point it at my temple, and move my fingers eventually finding it. Then I pull it, and the whole world descends into darkness.


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