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An Obituary To My ChildhoodDearly beloved; we are gathered here today to mourn the passing of a very special and dear friend to all of us...our Childhood.
Childhood. Ah, I remember you as clear as yesterday. You were certainly my truest friend throughout the years--with you, I could do anything. I could be anything.
Do you remember that for every white rabbit you saw, there was a hole with Wonderland awaiting you close by?
Do you remember when those shimmers in the air on a really hot day was actually Tinkerbell, trying to give you some pixie dust?
Do you remember seeing something out of the corner of your eye, and automatically you knew it was something from an enchanted forest just waiting for you to follow?
I do. I remember it all. Back then, imagination was the true form of currency. What are these "checks" and "credit cards" you speak of? All I need to do is think really hard, and I'll have some gold to give you!
But those days are over. We are not allow
Playing GodSometimes I like to pretend that
I'm God, putting a pen to
paper and scripting out someone's
life like a puppeteer.
Maybe if I
wrote the epilogue in
my own blood, the
screams inside my
head wouldn't be as
real," is just an excuse
for killing off their
loved ones; I want to feel
their agony tenfold (because I
deserve to think I'm as heartless
as I feel).
Child Iceland x Female Reader
I rocked you back and forth as I held you in my arms.
You seemed to be safer with me than anyone else.
Can it only be because I'm your older sister?
I saw you close your eyes as I sang you a lullaby.
You probably seemed very tired since you fell asleep straight away.
Your eyelids began to flatter as if you were having such a wonderful dream.
I kept on singing you that same lullaby over and over.
I sat in the high chair near my working desk and made you place your head comfortably on my shoulder.
I laced my arm under your back to your legs and softly kissed your forehead as I held you closer.
I put my leg over the other and lays my head back, blinking. I wasn't tired but so suddenly I closed my eyes and slept; putting my head on top of yours carefully.
I was woken up by a loud cry coming from my arm.
My eyes opened slowly and I looked down at you; eyes closed, head still on my shoulder and pulling onto the top of my dress near my chest.
I stared wide eyed and stood up holding you even c
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