Danielle Clark
Joined November 2017
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Reality
“Why? Why? Why? Why?” we whisper to ourselves rocking back and forth. Our head is pounding. We try to open our eyes. Everything is still blurry. We can make out a small crack of light from underneath the door, but nothing else. Our eyes are too bloodshot, too watery, and it’s too dark. Food hasn’t come today. Looks like there’s nothing to eat again. We fall asleep.
By Danielle Clark6 years ago in Horror