The sky turned gray, and rain began to pour down. It felt as if the universe was crying. The earth would usually breathe when it would get water, but right now….it felt like it was suffocating. Maybe it was me. Maybe it was this crowded plane. Maybe it was the fact that I was returning to a place full of memories. It’s a pathetic piece of irony that the worst things are always the ones that stick out in your mind. Looking out my window, the rain drops ran down the glass faster as the plane started to move. I closed my eyes and wished I could leave my thoughts behind me like I soon would the rain.
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Mirror Mirror On The Wall
There once was a girl,…actually two, but especially one. They hated each other so much. The one couldn’t stand looking at the other. Every time they saw each other, they both got this despising frown on their face. Like it actually caused them pain to see each other. So far, this story isn’t very unique. There are a lot of girls who hate each other, but there’s a twist. It turns out there was never actually two girls, just one…
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