@Ashish_
My rhyming story:
Trapped in a strangers mind. Inner peace now a struggle to find. A cloud of confusion building inside. What happened to my strength? What happened to my pride? What happened to my will to survive? Pieces of light being chipped away. A mind that now constantly strays. The infection continues to spread. Fighting off flashes of death. Left with only toxic thoughts. Lost in the dark. Reminded by the marks. Blinded to the danger from the start.
Let's build a story...
-
As I looked out the window, a black Honda pulled up in our driveway. I knew this day would come. It was finally time to face him.
(add to this story as you deem best. Let's try and build a story together. Note: please refrain from profanity and lewdness)
-
@Fana can we answer in other languages??
-
@Kaneki-kun Absolutely! though could you also add an english translation as well? I mean there's always google translate but it's not always so accurate. Just for the sake of readers like me :see-no-evil_monkey:
-
It was odd, so very unlike him. He was a polite and considerate man, he almost always called before just showing up....
-
@somedumbguy Yet somehow, this time he came unannounced. As he walked to the door, I squinted through the curtains to catch a glimpse of his expression, but I could not. Perhaps this was just a courtesy call. Perhaps he was simply concerned for my well being. After all, there was no way he would have discovered the truth.
This thought should have reassured me, why did it instead send a shiver down my spine?