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One Of a Kind

It had been a strange day, I'd been feeling I couldn't trust anyone, or believe anything they said. I wanted to get away from everything, I was overwhelmed. I had returned home irritated from the chaos of the day. I walked into the hallway and cried into my hands, definitely overwhelmed.
It must have been a few minutes before I calmed down, I wiped my damp hands on my jeans and opened my eyes. There was so many, squirming through the doors, wriggling on the floor... Leech like creatures or eels maybe? They were making their way to me, I tried to run but they left some sort of sticky goo, I was stuck completely, I screamed but instead of a sound, another creature escaped from my throat.
After so many had clung to me I fell and lost the ability to move. If that wasn't enough insect like creatures arose from my carpet. They headed for my eyes, ears and mouth. All sight, sound and hearing were lost, I felt myself bring lifted and thrown but
I woke up in the boot of a car. No music, just a hum of wheels of the road, or was it just me regaining my hearing, I could see, not focus though. I didn't want to make a sound.
I didn't want to be here.

Diddle

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!!!! www.happycows.eu. Helo! ร‡a Va? The name's Dana, Dana Dana, (Day.na). I'm 13, come from a big family of very... loud people, despite that I am quiet, and keep to myself. I like spongebob (He made me who I am today.) I usually write poems, sometimes a story, and blogs if I'm lacking in poetry ideas. 'One can be addicted to a certain type of sadness' unknown person, please stop writing about me. ยกยกยกยก

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