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Chaos
The words are flowing through her fingers… It’s like a straight connection between her brain and her fingers. She writes as if her sanity depends on it. It’s like a balloon which needs to be deflated or it can burst! … Continuar a ler
Brave heart
That sound again. When is it gonna stop? Stop for good? Everytime things happens the same old way. She can’t take it anymore. When she thinks it’s gonna be the last time… Here comes again! She lays down in the … Continuar a ler
People always leave.
This is a simple history: Sunday – early in the morning, no sleep. It’s raining outside and it’s frightening. But why is she scared? Is it the rain? Or maybe it’s her new fear of the unfamiliar dark room? She … Continuar a ler
