Status: Christmas Break is coming up. I'll be able to write more, then. ^.^ Finals and presentations and projects....Gah!! I haven't given up on this, though, promise! I have somewhat of an ending written...And I love it!
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November 8
November 8
I feel like I’m trapped in one of those hamster balls. Those stupid clear plastic things people let their pet hamsters run around in? I feel as if I could run as far and as fast as I want, but I will still never be able to dig my nails into the soft carpet under my feet or run outside and feel the wind. I feel like I’m watching others play out their lives while I’m stuck in the corner, just watching. Like I’m not a part of anything going on around me. I feel like, should a cat should come strolling by, I’d be killed for sure because I couldn’t fit under the bed or jump to a higher level. The stupid ball is keeping me from hiding, from saving myself.
It’s so fucking frustrating.
I feel like screaming.
I feel like I’m trapped in one of those hamster balls. Those stupid clear plastic things people let their pet hamsters run around in? I feel as if I could run as far and as fast as I want, but I will still never be able to dig my nails into the soft carpet under my feet or run outside and feel the wind. I feel like I’m watching others play out their lives while I’m stuck in the corner, just watching. Like I’m not a part of anything going on around me. I feel like, should a cat should come strolling by, I’d be killed for sure because I couldn’t fit under the bed or jump to a higher level. The stupid ball is keeping me from hiding, from saving myself.
It’s so fucking frustrating.
I feel like screaming.