The ticks and tocks of a clock echoes from a distant location. The glow of the monitor glares at the face of a girl. She swings her feet back and forth listening to the rhythmic sounds of the clock.
Water drips from a leaky faucet. The girl desperately wants to stop it. She looks behind her to see shadows tower the four walls around her. The shadows transform into ominous images that were buried into the deepest vaults of her mind.
Succumbing to her fears, she turns around quickly and stares back at the glowing screen. Music was quietly playing. Though all she could hear was that clock ticking and the water dripping.
She did not want to wake the other residents of the house. It would be an embarrassment to see that a 13 year old was action like a 3 year old. Hugging her knees she lets all these factors overcome her. She let's out a hysterical laugh as her sanity was pushed aside.
Anyways... yeah, I'm bored. And I can't sleep. =.=
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And… "You are in a maze of twisty little passages, all alike."
Saying something you don't know the truth about would not be considered a lie, like belief in Santa Claus.
(Sigh) Zzzzzz....
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