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Paranoia

I go outside and what do I see? a gaggle of people staring and gawking at me. Is it the way I look or how I am presented? The way they stare shows signs of confusion and resentment. Everywhere I go everyone shows the same expression, Leaving me confused as to why I'm getting this perplexed attention. Is it the way my face is pale and clothes are torn? Or how I haven't had a single hair since the day I was born? I ran to the dock to let off some steam, Everyone won't stop looking at me, All I can do is SCREAM.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 5/4/2017 2:21:00 PM
Amazing write. I could feel the emotions seeping though your words. Nice job!! ~Elissa
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Date: 3/29/2017 9:20:00 AM
Sounds paranoid to me. Nicely done.
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