Chapter one - the art of nothing
After school I walk home, through the door, turn on my TV and do nothing. My thoughts are amazing. They’re like the zone where the magic lies, like dreams and flying spirits and stars. People like copies of faces aren’t like me. They understand, but they leave me. They wouldn’t care if I died in a fire explosion probably. Her dreams at night are wonderful to explore. But she never reaches them. People have made the road colder, and therefor winter often comes earlier. We only have a few wooden warm woods left.. I am Nylah. My personality is very emotional of what’s happening to me and my life. My family we’re against me all the time and in the end, they left me with my dad. My brain is unique, my dad said. And I believe it’s true, but humans are often never thinking as a human should think.
Next day same things happens when I’m on my way. “Bye dad!”
- “Bye hun!”
My whole life depends on it tho.
- to be continued.