Mission

I'm trying to write a short piece of flash fiction everyday from whatever pops into my head at the time. It'll mainly be rambling unsubtle crap but hey, at least its something right?

Sunday, 19 September 2021

Anxious

New place, new walls. Yet walls are the same, enclosing, and white painted. Worrying over new people, new faces, new classes. Don’t know, don’t know… Cars race by, so much louder. What is this place? So many people, I know no one. Spiral, what am I to do, world unmoored, don’t know, don’t know…

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