The traceless existence of NN_Hologram_Chatroom To Hanging_Tropical To Some, Prison To Others
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The traceless existence of NN
In the empty compartment, NN put her bag on a seat across. The train ride was to take three hours. It was raining outside; stripping the featureless station of any remaining uniqueness. The train was scheduled to depart in three minutes. NN glimpsed at her ticket. Destination: Hechingen. That did not tell her anything. She received it and the booking information per post, as always. The envelope contained only printouts, no note from Sitora this time. A ticket to 'Hechingen' and two booking confirmations for hotels, one for three days and another for a week. On top of the ticket was a name, th...
Hologram
I am just a hologram of myself. Just someone waiting to be noticed. These memories are not mine. They can’t be. I constantly wake up from nightmares. I see the faces of parents, Begging me not to do it. Then the kids, The kids are the worst. They do anything to break from my hold, Punch, kick, and struggle to get out of the entanglement of their destiny. As I drag their bodies across the stone cold floor, Guilt runs through my veins, Burning my arms, Wanting to break through the barrier of life. I throw the kid in the midnight room, As I shut the door, I hear the sound of whirring...
Chatroom To Hanging
Deez_guns21: What up party people?!Lolz14: Yeet! Lets get this New Year started off right!Marzipan_F13nd: Woot!FoxyLuv18: Only one way to celebrate! I wanna get some hot lip action and maybe something else! If you know what I mean! ; )Deez_guns21: Aww yeah! Wait, I'm only into chicks. FoxyLuv18, you a chick?FoxyLuv18: Hellz yeah!Marzipan_F13nd: Bro! This chat just got real! Please nobody start sending dick pics! If my mom walks in here and sees that shiz I'ma gonna be grounded for life!Lolz14: For realzy Foxy and Guns keep it PG or the moderators are gonna boot us all!FoxyLuv18: Relax kids, I ...
Tropical To Some, Prison To Others
“Isn’t that beautiful? Isn’t this place beautiful?” Daneille says in awe. “You could say that, but it’s just a sunrise…” I say trying to sound bored, but that sunrise was extraordinarily beautiful, even through the hotel’s window. “I have a question...Who am I? Who are we?” I ask? “You should know who you are Ivory...Like you know I'm Daneille,” Daneille says quirky and curious why I asked. “Yeah but...that’s our names not who we are…” I say again. Why doesn’t she get my question?“Oh Ivory, chill out we don’t need to know who we are to live life. It’s no big deal,” Daneille says, a little bit ...