By Jessica Singleton
A fictional story
It crawls inside of me. That unknown stranger that is my reflection. I can feel it taking over what is left of me. I cannot know yet. We must not meet until another time. Not today. Today I cannot take it.
Benign pendulum is about an inner asylum. It's about a ptsd split personality.
The carousel is inside the child. Vile creatures ride the pretty glass horses. A democratic child ruins the carousel.
I started it but have not done much with the story. Mostly an outline.
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