Saturday 14 July 2018

100WC#39 by Clara

I curl up. My eyes hurt, my lungs burn. This must be what pure agony feels like. I want to stay like this forever. No emotions. No fear or pain. Just the feeling of being alive. So that is what I do. I stay like that. 
Hundreds of years pass. 
I don't seem to age. I don't feel, I only exist. People notice me, of course they do. 
After a while, they see me as something to use to their advantage.They start to pile their rubbish into me. Maybe one day they will accept me. Maybe, just one day.

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