You have to tend to bunnies........
Otherwise they multiply.
The pages turn silently. It feels like nothing in this room has a sound of its own. Nothing, the void startles me. It leaves me feeling hollow and craving for something more. Though the desire to have something is foreign and I do not know what should fill this space. I do not know what to do and the anxiety that comes with the silence is deafening.
The room screams, I feel it more than ever now.
I don’t know how to react. I am beside myself. My lips part to speak. I am not surprised when I have lost my own voice.
I am alone.
That might be able to be used for something later. I'm alright, I promise. I just heard the wind. ;O;
The pages turn silently. It feels like nothing in this room has a sound of its own. Nothing, the void startles me. It leaves me feeling hollow and craving for something more. Though the desire to have something is foreign and I do not know what should fill this space. I do not know what to do and the anxiety that comes with the silence is deafening.
The room screams, I feel it more than ever now.
I don’t know how to react. I am beside myself. My lips part to speak. I am not surprised when I have lost my own voice.
I am alone.
That might be able to be used for something later. I'm alright, I promise. I just heard the wind. ;O;