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“I was promised a phenomenal experience. However, I was unaware that it meant something that would leave a scar on my bones. I began to believe maybe I was dreaming whenever the doors first locked and the window shutters were chained. Denial had set in, but I immediately knew that there was no way out. And as I sat there by myself, grieving in a corner, my eyes finally opened.
I remember you telling me once that fairy tales were real. That you would show me one day. I had just dismissed it as being a little crazy. Yet, as I fixed my gaze on the beast of fantasies, I knew it was not just a joke on your end. Horrifyingly, I realized that fairy tales do exist. Just not in the way I hoped they would be.”
Written by- Coushatta LaRue.
NOTE: STORY WRITTEN BY ME. IMAGE IS AI CREATED FROM PROMPTS WRITTEN BY ME. IN NIGHTCAFE.
Published on April 24, 2024 15:40