apocolypse

  • This Is Why I Don’t Do Drugs

    I imagine if I were to ever take drugs, I’d have similar visions that come alive in my dreams. This is why I don’t do drugs.  During my childhood, my Mom had always enjoyed having life-sized dolls placed in various rooms. They would either be sitting innocently on armchairs or creepily standing in corners. I’m

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  • Thanks For Helping, But Not Really

    All I could hear, all I wanted to hear, were my feet pounding against the pavement. I gulped in air as the stitch in my side was threatening to crumple me and my heart was preparing to burst. I finally reached the high school and looked for a loose board. Found two. Although stained red,

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