,

Gunshots,

Screams,

Explosions.

One of these sounds I make on a daily basis.

In class.

Truth is I don’t know why I do it.

But,

I need to act like I do for this writing.

So, here goes.

People make fun of kids being dropped and turning out wrong.

I was dropped.

Extremely antisocial, I spent school days daydreaming,

rest of the day playing video games.

No friends.

My reality was only what I saw through my screen.

No ideas filtered through someone else.

So I did what I wanted.

Must’ve messed me up.

But hey,

I could be fabricating this story just to finish a assignment

Probably am.

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1 Comment
  1. Eva 1 year ago

    These lines are brilliant: “My reality was only what I saw through my screen. // No ideas filtered through someone else. // So I did what I wanted.”
    I hope that you continue to write (for yourself and to entertain others) because you have quite a gift.

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