Memories of waking up to see people with blue masks shining a flashlight in my eyes. The brightness turning into dark. Faint yells. Being stripped of clothes. Being poked by sharp needles. More flashlights and darkness. And then just darkness. No noise, no light, no pain, just stillness. A dark place with no mental pain. No worries. Nothing was happening in the inside. But on the outside, everything was happening. Doctors hovering over my limp body. Patients being checked in for a cold. Some people being rushed in the ER, just like me. Some people thinking about their lives. All the hard times. All the good times. The things sketched forever into their memories. Reminders of the bad times carved into their skin. Just waiting for the reminder of acceptance.
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The Mystery Bad Boy and The Mute
Teen Fiction"Some people thinking about their lives. All the hard times. All the good times. The things sketched forever into their memories. Reminders of the bad times carved into their skin. Just waiting for the reminder of acceptance. " Aaron Damon is the sc...
