In Every Car Crash. . .

* Another fictional scene *

I had a strange thought the other day,
On a road trip to Santa Monica.
What if, at 100kph, I opened the car door and jumped out?
I wondered. . .
Would I survive the crash?
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But then, I remember thinking something even stranger,
I didn't care if I were to survive or not.
So I went and pulled the handle. . .
But the door was safely locked.

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Damn.

Signed, With Love.

* Another completely fictional 'scene' *

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I'm known as one of the 'popular' kids at school:
After all, I'm the captain of the football and basketball teams at my campus.
I'm what you'd call a 'jock'.
I go to all the parties, I get average grades and I have lots of 'friends' - but not one of them seem to understand the scars.
They're not birthmarks:
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They're my father's signature.

Best Friend.

* A completely fictional 'scene' *

I love my cat.

She always knows when I'm upset.
She can tell when I've been crying.
Every night she'll sit by my feet and watch over me while I sleep.
Although she can't talk, she brings a comforting silence.
And she'll stay with me in those dark hours when my family are screaming at each other.

I'm dreading the day my cat dies.
Because that will be the day I lose my best friend.

* Picture from Google Images *

Voices

* A short piece based on "Endings" by Garth Nix and a forum post *

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I have two voices in my head.

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One screams at me and tells me that I'm worthless:
But she cradles me in my darkest and most miserable hours.

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The other is mostly silent but always lingering:
And in those dark hours, she'll whisper my worst fears.

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Typically, they'll never agree:
Except for the fact that I'm not worth loving.
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* Image by LuNar-doLLz (DeviantART) *