Finding a Way Out
When the dark comes
I run but it’s hard to run
I see the light
My friend’s say to run and don’t look back
When they say that i look back
All i see is a demon coming for me
There are flames all around me
It’s hard for me to breath
I’m so close to the light i can see my dad
When i’m near the light I thought it was my dad but;
He is Dead right? so i must be dead too
But how did i die?
all i know is that i’m happy
To see my dad with me
I found my way home.
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