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It's human nature, failing to notice what's going on around you, especially if it's something you'd rather not see.
Most people say it doesn't hurt, but well, it did.
I thought it might be wine, but it looked more like blood, her blood?
I observe people, what could be more natural for me than to write down what I see?
Life was inviting me to join in, opening it's arms to me so to say, and yet I felt reluctant, unsure if this was what I wanted.
"That's about the time you fainted..."
Once again she had taken me completely by surprise and then left me with questions unanswered.
I've always had different feelings toward Bill; I pity his surroundings, his poor clothes and his hunger. But at the same time, I envy his freedom.
"You do realize, I'm just making up all of this as we go along!"
"Enough" suddendly Sylvia was beside me "either you all shut up, or let him have some!" This brought a round of cheers and they all watched carefully while I suspiciously placed the bottle to my lips, filled my mouth, and swallowed.