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The Stranger
Write a story or poem with this as the title
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The Stranger had snuck into your room in the dead of night, slipping between the window gap you had left cracked open to let in the cool night air. They had appeared like a shadowy blip in the colorfulness of your tiny room.
The Stranger was a swath of particles embedded in the physical world, like a deformation or blemish in the perfect simulation of time and space. They were neither visible nor...
She stood on the open observatory deck. The one hundred and first floor, utterly shrouded in a warm, wet blanket of cloud. There was nothing to see apart from a diffuse glow of indigo light from the tower’s liberty lamp, which showed a different colour each night.
The man had not appeared. It was a quarter past six. He said he would meet her here. Perhaps he was simply delayed. Was it the wrong d...
*Continuation of "It's Just Better This Way"*
Waking up feeling as though I've been in a terrible car crash, I couldn't help noticing how awful today's already started. I rolled away from the bright sun peaking through my windows, not before clutching at my aching head. Something had to be wrong. I never felt this awful before, and oddly, I didn't feel like myself. That was the first time I felt ...
I don’t know who I am anymore,
I’m just a stranger.
I look at the mirror but I don’t know who’s standing there.
I’m a stranger and I don’t know how to fix this.
Will me changing my personality help?
I don’t know...
I’m just a stranger and I can’t find the real me...
I tried everything I could do but nothing helped.
I’m just a stranger and I can’t fix it. ...
L. I first saw you as a stranger. You didn’t know me and I didn’t know you. I wasn’t going to talk and you weren’t going to talk.
O. Then a accident caused us to talk. We were still strangers. But we talked more and more and more. I wanted to leave but you wanted me to stay.
V. I believed that you were my friend. But you weren’t. I trusted you with my secrets. I started to feel something...
It is a dark stormy night.
A man leaned against a wall.
He was like a shadow.
I walked down the alley.
When I stopped I saw that he had followed me.
I ran and he followed me.
He caught up with me.
He threw me down.
I struggled.
He pined me.
I kicked him in the Stomach.
I ran away.
He stood there and stared at me.
I ran into my apartment and Hid....
When you look in the mirror,
what do you see?
The stranger you’ve become?
Do you see me?
I look through your eyes,
but our vision’s not the same.
You only seem to locate faults.
Why do you feel ashamed?
I’m not gonna hold back anymore.
Yeah, that’s right, I’m through!
Because when you look in the mirror,
it’s me that stares at you. ...
Her eyes opened slightly, slowly revealing the sliver of light peeking out from under the window shade.
“Hello sleepy head” the cheery voice boomed.
Blurry images danced around her. She tried to focus ...on her dad, standing at the foot of her bed but he was just a , dark, giant mass of nothing, confusion filled her brain.
He seems way too cheerful this morning, she thought. And now my head hurt...
Amongst the hustle and bustle of the busy station I take note of all the faces. One man is on the phone speaking in angry hushed tones, in an expensive suit and a rather bland tie.
He was obviously on his way to work.
Then there was the girl. A young woman in tracksuit and headphones, her head is jumping up and down to the tune in her ears. She’s sitting on a silver suitcase and texting on her ...
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