the streets are still - too still. no cars, no people. just the haunting noises of birds, and the wind blowing through your hair.
there is nothing but boredom, acres of boredom. you know everyone, and everyone knows you. nothing is kept secret, not even if you lit that cigarette or kissed a boy you shouldnt have, or hung out with the wrong crowd. everyone knows.
but even though everyone knows, there is still nothing to know. there is absolutely nothing and that is absolutely terrifying.

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