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The gate was wide open, so I walked in. I had no one I wanted to really see... Like this is ever a surprise. Being among the dead, I feel more at home. I mean, I am kinda among them, the dead walking. There is no record of me, like I never existed. Everyone knew Spike, though. I guess I'm glad to be invisible.
I came up to headstone. It read "Watanabe Sakura, 17, killed by a stray bullet from a gang fight." I thought to myself, Why couldn't it have been me? I wish I were dead sometimes, but I guess, I'm one of the lucky ones.
I walked out of the open gate and into the hell of my reality. Maybe I'm alive for a reason, I thought, walking down the street and away for the cemetary.
 Spikey Spiegel · Tue Nov 06, 2007 @ 01:05am · 0 Comments |
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