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Food for thoughtOne, two, three. One two three. It gets boring. Counting your breaths. It's all you do. You can't move. You can't speak. You can't even blink. It's all you do, it's all that you CAN do. You can only count the seconds as you breathe. In: One, two, three. Out: One, two, three.
You hear sounds, they evolve from just formless sounds to people's voices or things moving around. But through it there's one sound that gets annoying fast.
Your best friends, lovers, and your family visit you less and less. it gets to the point where the only sound you hear is the beeping of whatever it is that's beeping, you don't know it's a heart monitor. Then you feel the lights coming on, when had they gone off? You don't even remember the darkness growing, so it's shrinkage seems strange.
And after a while you hear more voices. There are people you don't know talking about you casually to other people. "It's a shame." "So young." It's like they think you've died already.
Then one nig
Archies Weird Mysteries lolzAttack of the Killer Spuds
Originally written by: Brian Swenlin
Rewritten for internet based entertainment by: Elementalist-1 (Katie)
We now return to the Monster Movie Marathon.
Jughead, havent you seen this one already? Archie walked around the living room of his best friends house.
Of course Ive seen this one! Proudly declared the teen as he ate his chips. Everyones seen this one! His lovable dog, Hot Dog, leapt from his seat on the couch as Archie sat.
So WHY are we watching it again? He asked exasperated. Jughead rolled his eyes.
Archie, its a classic.
A classic dud. Come on Jughead, Archie got up and moved towards the windows. its a great day outside, lets bust out the bikes and go for a ride. He looked out the window for a moment. Even Crys is running around outside. He watched as she tripped and fell into a garbage can
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