Sunday, August 29, 2010

Pushed Off

Sitting there watching people go by as I watch from the Balcony. As the cool wind blows in my hair I sit still without a word as if i wasn't even breathing. I started to have the chills as I turn around without a warning someone something pushed me over the Balcony and the last thing i remember was my face looking at my hand as my blood covers the floor.

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