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Wow... I wrote something... Pretty bad, but I have been toying with the idea for a while, and not only as a writing peace. Called "Escape"
He sat there, unmoving. His eyes, unfocused. His mind, loosening. Reality losing its grip. Sweat causing the slippery ball to slide from his hands until nothing was left but his own thoughts.
They slid around his head like superballs in a earthquake. None remained. There was no ceiling to hold them in. He was empty room to walked through. Then the darkness seeped in. And began to multiply until there was nothing left. It was the mold growing on the walls. It was the very air. He was the darkness. He could think now. No distractions. And as he thought he realized many things. Depressing things. Things that changed a person beyond recognition. He had to save the innocence. He had to save himself. He repelled the darkness and picked reality back up. For his own good.
Reality slunk back in, and he wondered what he had been thinking.
He sat there, unmoving. His eyes, unfocused. His mind, loosening. Reality losing its grip. Sweat causing the slippery ball to slide from his hands until nothing was left but his own thoughts.
They slid around his head like superballs in a earthquake. None remained. There was no ceiling to hold them in. He was empty room to walked through. Then the darkness seeped in. And began to multiply until there was nothing left. It was the mold growing on the walls. It was the very air. He was the darkness. He could think now. No distractions. And as he thought he realized many things. Depressing things. Things that changed a person beyond recognition. He had to save the innocence. He had to save himself. He repelled the darkness and picked reality back up. For his own good.
Reality slunk back in, and he wondered what he had been thinking.