PlucknPlay

Fabricated heaven. This was it. The suburban dream. Although this wasn't the suburbs. This was hell. Don't get me wrong here -i'm not speaking of it as something bad, the exact opposite, actually. "The suburban dream"? Behind the mirror i sat laughing. *Pttff* "Who came up with that??" I shouldn't have poked fun the idea, I had known that my whole life. As the questionably humorous thought grew milder in my brain, and i calmed myself, i acknowledged my location. I had sat laughing hard and loud enough to scare myself (and probably others) in a public library. I guess everyone at the damn place knew me by now. They would recognize my face.