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🗂 The Fracture Archive | Case File A-002
“The School That Lost Tuesday”
Archive ID: A-002
Classification: Localized Temporal Recurrence
Location: Reno, Nevada
First Recorded: 17 September 2025
Linked Origin Year: 1827
Distortion Type: Calendar Displacement / Repeating Day
Status: Contained (unstable)
On 17 September 2025, administrative staff at St. Aldwyn Primary School reported discrepancies in attendance records following a
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“Still, I remain. Because love, in its rawest form is not gentle. It is a tether that bruises the skin, a chain dressed as devotion, a prayer whispered into nothing with the desperate hope that nothing will answer.”
― When The Stars Weep: poems for those who break and mend
― When The Stars Weep: poems for those who break and mend
“I didn't need them to save me, I just wanted them to notice I was drowning.”
― Because i'm still breathing
― Because i'm still breathing
“Still, I breathe and each breath is defiance. The stone may sink me, but I will not drown quietly.”
― When The Stars Weep: poems for those who break and mend
― When The Stars Weep: poems for those who break and mend
“She'd rather be the victim than the villain. But the real tragedy, she was both.”
― It ended by beginning
― It ended by beginning
“I forgave red flags in favor of fairy tales. And when the daydream faded, I had to meet the version of you I refused to see. And the version of me I'd forgotten to protect.”
― Because i'm still breathing
― Because i'm still breathing
“There are words I've carried so long they've fused with my spine.”
― Because I felt everything
― Because I felt everything
“I'm full of language I'll never be fluent in. And still, I write. Because some confessions only make sense when spoken to the page.”
― Because I felt everything
― Because I felt everything
