Why is it that whenever I am happy for too long, bad things happen? Is it because I deserve it for doing something wrong? Or maybe to even out the good and bad things in life? People wonder why I don't try new things and have social anxiety, it's because I don't want to get involved, because that's how it starts. That's how good things happen. I feel like its best to keep my distance from it because bad will come from it.
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The beginning of the whispers
General FictionJust some random thoughts and experiences I've had
