Your Truth is a Lie: Prologue

I stand there, my mouth slightly gaping open, the letter in my hand fluttering slightly in the morning breeze. A bird’s chirp breaks me out of my stupor, and once again I skim the contents of the letter. I look around me for a man holding a camera, anything to to show me that this isn’t real, nothing but a practical joke. Continue reading

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I Know It’s Cliché, But…

So I was bored at 3:30 in the morning today and just decided to write a little something. It’s not great, and might make absolutely no sense to you, but it’s not terrible so I decided to post it up here. One of my friends even said the piece is like, and I quote, a bunch of things that I’ve read before, put together. Continue reading