Time has a funny way of changing our paths along the roads we go. In some little ways and on a larger scale, time keeps us going. And in these waves of passage, often things about ourselves change as we go along. Changes we often didn't consent to, changes... we weren't ready to undergo. But does time care? No. Of course not. It's none of its business how it affects us. It is only up to us to pick our measly selves up from the ground and rise up again.
Rise up again and reclaim the life stolen before us. The stories about us that are unwritten, the archived chapters never to be opened stolen from us by Time's slick grasp. Oh, how life unfairly treats the lives of youth and rips their whole world apart. Then adding salt to the wound by marking and demonizing its victims.
Time may have a way of changing us, molding us, but it is no match for the minds of the willing. The minds of the adaptive can overcome what lies ahead. Brave this storm with guts and might! We wake from this dreadful sleep with a lust for blood and glory. No longer slaves to the tests of times, but free and enlightened by our own will...
at least that's what we believe.
YOU ARE READING
Mending
FanfictionA Jeff x Toby fanfic Warnings: SA, Murder, Blood, Bullying, Trauma, Child Neglect Time has a funny way of changing our paths along the roads we go. In some little ways and on a larger scale, time keeps us going. And in these waves of passage, often...
