Friday, July 19th, XXXX ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀13:13
United States of America
NXX XXXX
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Why do humans want to create? Have you ever wondered that?
I’m thinking about it now. Because I’ve always wondered why I am the way I am and why I feel the way I do.
We create things, maybe because we want to leave something of us behind. We want to share our ideas with our world. We don’t know how else to communicate the strange things that are happening in our head. Because no matter how many words are created in a single language, it will never be enough to capture what is happening in our head. Never.
But that’s what people are always trying to do to me. They’re always trying to put some kind of label upon me, like that’d explain why I am the way I am. I can’t even explain it.
YOU ARE READING
Tick Tock [short story]
Teen Fiction[updating slowly, but surely] ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ❝why do humans alone feel the need to ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀record the past, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the present, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀and the future?❞ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀