Biography
I occasionally write in my journal, never shared anything with anybody.
Samples
Perception “Shhh” she said. She never really spoke, but held a finger against her lips and waved her hand downwards as in to keep quiet. I had been standing still for at least 10 minutes now, it’s seemed like an eternity. My body is aching, it needs to move. It has to move. She waves me over as she’s peaking around the corner of the shelf. This is it, I finally get to move. I’m so excited, I didn’t even think to watch my step. A paint can was in the way, I kicked it across the floor and against the wall. In all reality it probably wasn’t that loud, but at that moment, it was the loudest sound I’ve ever heard.
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