I’m already so exhausted and it only the third day of school
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I’m already so exhausted and it only the third day of school
Hook and Emma are always the characters that suffer a lot
I was thinking that, the Charmings, and all the others, right now, remember their daughter's leaving as it was yesterday... but Hook remembers ALL THE YEAR without her . No fair
And Emma remember ALL happened, and feels a gap between leaving SB, and returning to SB..
I am here
I am everywhere.
Every place you've been
I have waited.
Every face you see
I have worn.
I am not one name
But thousands.
I come on the wings
Of an epidemic
Of a massacre
A lone scream in the night
Announced by the distant
Thunder of a war.
Or the bleat of a slaughtered calf.
I visit the dying in their burning skin
Devour the bodies of the sick.
Crush the hearts of the hopeful
And dance on the backs of the weak.
Your greatest fears are my delight.
With your cries you invite me in.
I am the betrayal you could not have seen
The killer you thought you knew.
One day I will be your mother or your father or your friend.
Another day I will be your neighbor,
perhaps I'll work with you.
There are monsters hiding in your closet.
There are ghosts beneath your bed.
The dream you feared was real
Was real.
These are gifts to you from me.
I love you in my little way.
With your suffering I am alive!
Can't you hear the music on the wind?
Don't you recognize the tune?
Is it you my friend, your struggling?
Your spirit torn limb from limb?
But I am not death.
Death, is the true deliverer.
Death looks to me with sorrow in his eyes and asks, "Why must you do this?"
My answer remains unchanged.
I do what you cannot.
No end is swift under my watch.
Mercy,
a mistake.
I correct.
I am peace destroyed and eyes forced open.
The ragged ring around your neck.
Your secret wish for others.
Their secret wish for you.
I have not one name but thousands...
But you... you may call me Agony...
And I am pleased to make your acquaintance.
Headache
has the worst Headache rite now..... dont want to go to school tmrw and be like screw everything...still debating whether or not to do my hwmrk rite now