Chapter 1 - Untitled

Stop lights.



They fly by.



In this car



That doesn't stop.



It's dark out.



It's late here.



I need to rest my head.



Dreams come



And dreams go.



And nightmares fill my head.



Waking up


It shakes my nerves.



Foggy windows paint my view.



A open sound.



Its cold out here.



The view is nice.



I never liked it here.



Theres crying girls.



Theres weeping boys.



“Welcome home”



They will never know.



I have never



Been home.

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