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My eyes are closed. I'm spinning in circles slowly around in my room. Slowly. Dancing and swaying to the sounds of the night.
I heard something. I stopped dead and opened my hazel eyes so filled with fear. It came from the window. I stared for a second before hopping into my bed and pulling the covers up. I felt like such a little kid. You know, right? When you're, like, 8 years old and playing hide and seek you'd lay FLAT under the covers and no one could see you? And the thin sheet covering your face hid you from the monsters in your closet? Yep. That was me. I believe in ghosts, but not God. I believed that someone watched me, but no one would save me. That was me. I went through some trauma in my life. I guess you could say, it ruined my life. But, to some it made it exciting!
I turned on my Ipod that I had laying on the bedside. I scrolled through the songs quickly until I found Welcome To The Black Parade by My Chemical Romance. I turned the volume up so it was all I could hear.
I heard something. I stopped dead and opened my hazel eyes so filled with fear. It came from the window. I stared for a second before hopping into my bed and pulling the covers up. I felt like such a little kid. You know, right? When you're, like, 8 years old and playing hide and seek you'd lay FLAT under the covers and no one could see you? And the thin sheet covering your face hid you from the monsters in your closet? Yep. That was me. I believe in ghosts, but not God. I believed that someone watched me, but no one would save me. That was me. I went through some trauma in my life. I guess you could say, it ruined my life. But, to some it made it exciting!
I turned on my Ipod that I had laying on the bedside. I scrolled through the songs quickly until I found Welcome To The Black Parade by My Chemical Romance. I turned the volume up so it was all I could hear.
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