I don't see or hear anything that doesn't exist
i only hear my thoughts.
and sometimes they drive me insane
they are bad
but they also may be miracleous

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I don't see or hear anything that doesn't exist
i only hear my thoughts.
and sometimes they drive me insane
they are bad
but they also may be miracleous
Lost time
So I have no way to explain what I’m about to tell you, I have no idea how it happened and it freaks me out so much just to think about it.
It was a wednesday and I was in school, in English class. I remember reading some type of poem before asking for permission to go to the bathroom. As I got up and started to walk out of the classroom, I remember feeling light-headed and a little dizzy so I was relieved as I started to get closer and closer to the bathroom. I did my business and checked myself in the mirror for about 2 or 3 minutes. As soon as I started to head back to my classroom the dizziness went away but for my surprise no one was there. I started to look around and noticed no one was in the classrooms near mine. “That’s wierd, it’s only 11:30 a.m.” I thought to myself as I went over to the administration building to ask what was going on. I knocked on the door with the big white letters that read “PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE” and walked in. My mom and dad were both sitting infront of the principal’s desk. “What’s going on?” I said. “Where the hell have you been!?” my mom screamed as soon as she saw me. “What do you mean?” I asked extremely confused. Turns out I took more than 2 or 3 minutes in the bathroom. I was gone for a good 4 hours. The school called my parents who were about to call the police when I walked into the principal’s office. I don’t know where I was for those 4 hours, I have no recollection of taking that long. I don’t know how to explain this but I hope you believe me.
A poem I made.
A song wakes her up They take her in the night she hurries to bed just so she can see them again Her mind wonders if its real The fairies dance around her legs Promising her eternal sleep
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