Ghost Girl
To be or not to be… is it better to be invisible?
being the forgotten has more perks than you would think.
But it feels like the only time you are seen is when someone needs something from you
Why won't they let me rest? This is exhausting- constantly being summoned day in and day out.
I try to speak and wave but no one hears me. No one cares to actually pay attention.
But if you could just sit long enough to notice the pain and exhaustion happening, maybe - just maybe you could care just a little bit.
Till then I’ll just haunt the streets till the end of time
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Jen Phillips
Having a creative imagination has no limitations. My favourite past time is just dumping all my thoughts on to paper and seeing where it goes.
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Great going! Keep up the fantastic effort