another faust (anxiously_last) wrote in 4_00am,
another faust
anxiously_last
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why not

i remember when i was small, looking up and the ceiling was very big and made of glass so i could see the clouds outside. i remember walking very far and staring up until when i looked back i could barely see my mom. she was standing near the people in lines like the grocery store, but it wasn't. after that i don't remember.


my mom told me before how she lost me at an airport when i was four. i was gone for twenty minutes before she or my grandmother noticed. a security gaurd found me and brought me back. sometimes i think i remember and other times i think i'm just imagining it in my mind, but it's there. a real memory or an almost memory. either way it's part of my childhood.

because life sucks that's why not.
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