As a kid, I never had a problem with sleeping in the dark like others would. To me, it was always like an escape. Nothing ever happened in the dark. No noises were heard. Everyone was fast asleep, or just getting up. I always believed the darkness was the calmness after a long day. That it was always peaceful and calming. That it brought a clear mind and understanding. That it helped people keep their sanity. I was wrong. So so so, very wrong.
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~Grey Lines~
RandomThis is not a story, sorry! This will just be filled with all my thoughts on life or anything I just feel like posting. I'm sorry if anything I post offends anybody. This is strictly just thoughts or small quotes I have come up with over the years...
