The Stories In My Flesh
I closed my eyes, in attempt to stop the falling droplets, I felt my body going numb. I couldn't feel my legs anymore and I was starting to lose feeling in my arms and fingertips. The tingling sensation started getting worse in my hands and fingers, I started shaking my hand to stop the tingling sensation, but no good. I started throwing my send around, but I stopped, this numbing and tingling sensation felt good, great, relaxing. I layed my body out on the cold, diamond shaped tiled floor, and brought my sweaty hands to my face. I stopped when my eyes landed on my wrists, my scars, my stories. Soon, all of my memories came flooding inside my head, causing me to forget everything else in the world and to think of The Stories In My Flesh.