Silence Isn't always what you think. by DecayingJared1221, literature
Literature
Silence Isn't always what you think.
Silence isn't always what you think it is.
It was a nice day windy, warm, and not a sound in the air I stepped out of my door wondering what to do today as i never plan or planned any events that day. So walking and watching is what i did walking down the road, and watching Dogs and cats walk away but of course the hours change and so i had to keep myself from getting bored as hour after hour after hour went by i felt the wind getting silent and colder.
And as i had never seen it the time had soon been night. Of course being the stubborn kid i was i never returned home i kept walking
and walking until i saw them. They were walking down the
Silence Isn't always what you think. by DecayingJared1221, literature
Literature
Silence Isn't always what you think.
Silence isn't always what you think it is.
It was a nice day windy, warm, and not a sound in the air I stepped out of my door wondering what to do today as i never plan or planned any events that day. So walking and watching is what i did walking down the road, and watching Dogs and cats walk away but of course the hours change and so i had to keep myself from getting bored as hour after hour after hour went by i felt the wind getting silent and colder.
And as i had never seen it the time had soon been night. Of course being the stubborn kid i was i never returned home i kept walking
and walking until i saw them. They were walking down the