State of Being - Suburbia by TenshiNoShin, literature
Literature
State of Being - Suburbia
One night, having no one to talk to and nothing to do, I stood in our family room and turned on the TV. I'd been avoiding it for a long time, terrified by what I'd probably see, but I'd become more lonely than I'd ever been before. I needed someone, a person's face, a voice, anything. I couldn't get rid of the cold pit of terror in my stomach anymore, couldn't sleep. It had been days since my parents came home and I found myself straining to sense their car pulling into the driveway, or any car, but it seemed the neighborhood had evacuated.
When the TV came on, there was nobody on it, only static. I changed the channel. Static. Anoth
There are curtainly a few who know that I've had an account at deviantART before; but I wanted a second chance, so I started this one to do things right. I don't even intend to name my past account, and hopefully those who know won't say anything.
I've decided to treat this account very professionally, even if no one cares. I'll post only my best as actual divinations, and other stuff as scraps. I will only collect or favor another's work, if I've recieved one already, to force myself to be better. And I shall try to make only meaningful comments about other's works.
It might all be in vain I realise, though I hope not. We'll just have to w