The nurse walks next to me, guiding me gently by the arm. I keep pace with her unwillingly as we walk in silence towards a pair of blue double doors.

She pushes the doors open for me, and we walk into what could be considered a cafeteria, although it is different from the one at my high school in many ways. I see another nurse look up and register ( Read more... )

She turns the corner, barely slowing. It’s a neighborhood street, quiet in the dark. She doesn’t know where she is, although she has lived in Oak Park her entire life. The houses flash by the window, but she doesn’t notice or care. She just needs to keep moving.

There’s no one around this late at night. No one to see the thin chain interwoven ( Read more... )

She walks next to me, hand encircling my arm right above my elbow. Her long fingers overlap themselves easily, and although she does not put pressure on my arm, I can still feel small bruises forming. We do not talk as we head towards a pair of closed double doors ( Read more... )

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just a warning, it's 17 pages double spaced on word. it's basically a semester project. don't worry about understanding the cabins and mayweather, father sheppard and the rock formation. those are just things for the class specifically. thankssss ( Read more... )

Creeps ( Read more... )

Water Walls ( Read more... )

I wish I had willpower for the things that matter, and could get rid of my walls for the things that don't ( Read more... )

I'm just fucking tired, and confused ( Read more... )

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