I hated it. I hated the world. I hated myself. I hated. I hated. I hated.I hated the big and the small. I hated the significant and the not so much. I hated him, I hated her, I hated you.
So I ran.
Down the road. Faster every second. And then faster still. I never stopped. I ran. I ran. I ran. Through the trees, down the hill. No one around. Grass turned into rocks. Rocks into stones. Stones into air.
Then I flew.
Eyes closed, Arms wide. Wind screaming. I flew. I flew. I flew. Cliff climbing over my head. Ocean reaching up to grab me. I am ready for this. This is the end and I am ready....
I jerk to a sitting position. My room dark. My sheets tangled. I will be ok. Eventually.
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