"Ugh, this just doesn't add up. What am I doing here anyway?" I close my Laptop and go over to my only window in my small city apartment. Trying to find something in this big grey outthere, to get my story going. But there is nothing, just a huge grey mass. I take a sip out of my cup, but spit it right back because it got bitter and cold. Like my life. First sunbeams try to break the grey as they are breaking the night.
Before i get to my psychology class i should get a nap, because i have been running on Taylor Swift and Tea for the last three days.
Who is that? He seems so familiar. Whether it is a good idea or not I follow him. He is leading away from my trainstation i have to get. I look around, but nobody seems to notice that a approximately 17 year old boy in middle age clothing is walking right through the crowds. A soft pull is getting me closer and closer to him. So close that i should be able to see his face, but i just can't it feels like his face is kinda blurry and far away. As i lean in to touch him i get pulled back.
I startle and try to orient me, my heart is still racing. My room is completeley dark, with my right hand i get my light, but i just touch a cold stone...
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FantasyAlyssia lives a save life in her hometown London, she dreams of becoming an author to encourage young girls and women. She never dreamt that her words would be her own biggest adventoures. ---- Fenya called Fen, would have never dreamt of that they...
