I think I wrote more this week than I have in a long time. It was funny because one minute I was sitting on the bus heading to school, and the next I had pen in hand and was murdering a character. She was a pretty big deal and I was shocked that it happened. I hoped that I could force them to change their minds but it seems as though she was voted off the island... At least it freed up some space for new characters in my head.
There was something off about the feel of the house when I unlocked the door. I knew as I stepped in that my private sanctum had been violated. I felt it in the hairs pricking on the back of my neck. It was in the very energy of the house. Somehow I knew that death had walked here.
I saw the movement from the corner of my eye.
On to dog parks, cleaning and studying; all of which have been neglected this week due to work and classes.
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