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Above Humanity: Chapter Two((sorry about the stupid longness, da is being weird. Just click the 'T' in the top right corner of the page to make it easier to read..if you haven't noticed already.))
When the pine needles began to etch into my palms and the chilly breeze caused shudders to run up my arms was when I finally began to pull my legs in to support me again. The rain had poured out its last, the crescent moon clear in the cloudless sky. If it hadnt been for the nagging in back of my mind, I would have stayed there to watch it but soon I found myself rising to a stand. I was brushing the decaying earth off my clothes, blinking and taking a deep breath of air. The crisp scents and the woods around me made my mind clear, and suddenly click back into place as if I just slipped out of a reverie.
I was backing up then, my eyes darting about and trying to figure out where I was. It was raining hard, a
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The pulsing, rhytmatic beat of the drums sent shockwaves through the ground. Everyone was laughing, dancing, and looking to the sky with expectation as the winds began to pick up. Wisps of rain bit at my face, lifting the strands of ebony hair that hung over my forehead. Crossing my leg over another as I leaned against the shed, I watched as our bonfire climbed high into the sky luminating the ground which my friends partied upon with a warm, fiery glow. Everything was going good, so far no pass-outs or freak-outs between couples. I sipped my Coke lazily, knowing that somebody somewhere had touched it with rum and not caring.
Three giggling girls dragged one staggering guy from the dance floor, into the woodsy area that was surrounding us. I raised my eyebrows; taking another sip of drink and watching their figures disappear. Honestly, sometimes I wonder why I pretend to tolerate these losers. It was obvious most of them werent going to get any far with
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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