My heart, beating like a bass drum in my ears, my breathing has become too loud for me to concentrate, the darkness has become the very thing I am beginning to fear, your voice will be what decides my fate, the mirrors are barricading me in this room, I’ve lost sight of reality, this is my life now I assume. I’ll take a seat on the cold ground, to only wake up in my bed it’s my thoughts that keep me company.
Hello my darling please take a seat, I have something to show you I’m sure you’ll find it quite neat. Here in this bottle is a serum of truth,would you like to take it for a spin or should I take the plunge for you? How about we split it in half and have us a little fun? I have nothing to hide, my words of truth are locked in the chamber and my mouth is like a gun. C’Mon my love don’t be shy, take a swig of this potion that will end the curse of lies.
Cheers we both took the risk, but my heart is breaking from what came of this, I poured out my heart with the utmost sincerity, but you claim that I just bore you with just about everything, my vision blurred from the tears filling my eyes, love is spilling from my guts but your love was nothing but lies. The serum is wearing off where do we go from here? You are a compulsive liar just about everything I feared.
Oh how coffee is our Dear friend. This is a must read for coffee lovers!
Make yourself comfortable at the dining room table. Take a seat. Don’t worry, you’re not in trouble, so relax your steaming breath. I have so much to tell you.
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My #bannedbooksweek story takes place in Elementary School, 4th grade, when I learned that people ban books and a partial reason why.
I was that kid in school that asked the teacher to spend time in the library whenever the chance arose. I kept to myself throughout elementary school, and it was at its worst by 3rd grade. I was teased a lot, mainly name calling and sometimes physical violence that was looked over by my teacher. But I realized if I kept to myself as much as possible, I could go unnoticed by everyone for the most part.
During 4th grade, one of my only friends at school was my librarian which sounds pathetic, but it’s something I will never regret. At first blush, she was very intimidating. Looking back on when I met her now that I’m an adult, she seemed to hate children, hate her job, or…
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