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Just Like Us"So now what?" she asked, sighing and resting her head on his shoulder. He looked down at her with a one of those looks of his. The kind where his eyebrows would be furrowed a little bit so he looked worried, and his freckled nose would look a little wrinkled, but the rest of his face would be normal and happy. Noone else really noticed anything odd about his expression, but she, of course, knew better. She quickly jerked up, keeping her head off his shoulder. She flashed him an apologetic look with her blue-green eyes and he smiled again, like normal. She grinned and lay back down on his shoulder again, watching his hazel eyes carefully. ThiJust Like Us
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A SecretI had a really neat dream last night. It was about a little girl, she was alone and lived in a grave all by herself in the woods. She was called a "Secret".A Secret
One night, I woke up and snuck into the woods to visit her and watch her cry. She was very young, at least 8. She had soft white hair that was thick and matted with dirt. It hung in her face like the roots of a tree. Her white dress was stained with filth and mold. When the wind blew, so did her tears, they were spirited away by the night and the stars. She always had a sad look about her, even when she smiled, she cried. I would sit in a tree and watch her play with old broken toy
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"Cannot be seen, cannot be felt, cannot be heard, cannot be smelt. It lies behind stars and beneath the hills. Ends life and kills laughter. What is it, Blaine?"
"THE DARK." -Stephen King, The Dark Tower IV: Wizard and Glass
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