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NothingI think at this moment, the thing that causes suffering for me is being lied to. I was deceived by someone who I thought I could trust. He tricked me; talked to me into the early morning until I fell asleep, took me out to get coffee, and even went to far as lied to my face, looking into my eyes and telling me that he had feelings for me and wanted to be with me. I truly thought something was going to happen. He played me and then yesterday morning he got back together with his ex. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for him; I know he really loves her. But at the same time, what was I? Who was I to him? Was I just something to fill time and space? Suffering is not knowing; being clueless against something you have no power over. Yes, I was sad. Yes, I was angry. Yes, I'm incredibly hurt. But think what hurts the most is knowing that now that he's done with me that he has no further use for me, so I'm just shoved aside while he makes his ex fall back in love with him. I can't even
Black Rabbit - Prologue - An Argument"I'm not crazy, Papa!" The girl screams, throwing a glass vase across the room, not even blinking an eye as it smashes against the wall and sea-green shards of glass scatter across the carpeted floor. "I saw her!" She screams again.
He father, a normally very poised and quiet-spoken man steps up, peering down on his daughter with jade green eyes narrowed into slits, "I'm telling you that you've seen nothing. Nothing at all, Alice."
The little girl thrashes her head, her braided blonde hair falling in her face as the braids come undone. She looks pleadingly up at her father with watery blue eyes. "W-why don't you believe me, Papa? I really did see her. I swear," she whispers, her little voice coming out weakly, as if these words are her last attempt of convincing her father.
Her father sighs audibly, giving in, "Alright, dear, what exactly did you see?"
Alice stares blankly at the spot where the vase hit the wall, "A girl crawling out of a rabbit hole."
PetalsThe grass tickled between her toes as her father toiled away with the roses by the letterbox. She watched his fingers weave between the thorns to pat the soil around each bush, humming to some John Lennon song she couldn't put a name to. Despite the sun just tipping the horizon, she saw sweat prickling his brow and his eyes squinting against the light. The fine lines on his face were suddenly accentuated by shadow, and for a moment, she swelled with wonder.
'Maria, come here,' he said, waving her over. 'You're not going to learn anything sitting all the way over there.'
Excitement sparked her limbs into motion, and she crawled over to sit next to him, careful to tuck her skirt beneath her thighs to avoid the dirt.
He picked up a pair of clippers from beside him. 'Now, you need to snipe back these diseased parts here and there from the base of the plant. It helps it grow better.'
Snipping off two pieces of wood with ease, he deposited them in Maria's outstretched hand. Their rough textu
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