The roller coast up down all to the ground smash back forth course back to first then to you swist turn back to first 7th round it's down up up up back up then drop loop loop hat falls off stomach twisted throat in nots forgot to swallow. Slams on breaks dives into the seat. Back to the ground

Tell me a secret, I'll spread around. Easy like butter, open the top it spills as easy as gold. But if you change your plans it's harder to scrap. There's still a shell . So all the children bursting with words always be gentle with the hard to scrap things.

They see the mirror, you try to see a young or clean. But all you see is hate and sin. You see the desperate ones as you step over the feet of shame and hate. You go over the ticket line try to seek cleanse but seek only as dirty as it comes. As you step from the mirror window you see the truth behold.

I try to breathe when I'm breathless. I try to seek when it's unseekable. I try to smell when it's smell less. I try to touch what I can't feel. I try to hear what has no sound.

I blink twice, my old friend comes over to me. I felt a warming feeling approaching. Until I remembered, she has been dead for 2 years. I scream and shout trying to get her off. I try one last attempt of defense. I clinched my jaw, ball my fist, and punched her right in the rib cage, leading her to land though a window seal. I try to release myself from the terror my friend gave. I thought it was over. All of a sudden, I felt a jerking feeling coming from my leg. I look back at my friend. She adjusted her bloody hand on my leg and pulls, leading me going right down the wooden stairs giving massive bleeding. I finally stop at the bottom of the stairs. I fainted from the loss of blood. I wake up on a hospital bed. My mother rushes to the scene. She tells the doctor she found me uncounois on the stair case.The doctor comes over to me and checks my heart rate. "She's able to go home tomorrow afternoon" the doctor says. The next day the hospital releases me. My mother takes me home and seats me down on the couch and asks me what happened that night. The only thing I could tell her is I fell.