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There she sits, alone in the dark. Invisiable to the world around her. Stepped on and made an outcast. And everyday she asks herself " ''Does time only hold lonleyness for me?''
chained to her worst nightmare, she soon becomes it. A creature of darkness and human despaire. Her eye white orbs floating in the dark, stalking her prey, cursing those who have wronged her, those who put her in the night mare in the first place.
Still light hides from our very eyes. We think it to be there, but instead we find ourselves running into a decepsion. We get so carried away that we have no idea what we're doing, we're clueless to the world around us and the life we want to live, compared to the life we need to live.
No one ever notices the girl who sits in the corner, Who is quite and ingnored with every ''Hello'' she says, The one that is un-loved and considered outcast, Someone please tell me why we are shunned and disgraced, Why are we pushed behind the curtain, not to be seen? Why are we the ones that do the right things, but are considered the wrong things?
