I am in this empty house that has 5 different spaces called rooms, everything is in boxes, there's not even sight of a broom. I can't help but think I'm losing something, this small place i've called home, and it was the only tur on I had for a while. I can remember when I first moved in, it felt like I was reborn, it was the start of me living on my own. Through the years there were many happy memories which painted themselves in the walls freely, however when the air finally broke I knew it was time to move on. So I had already begun looking for a new place when the magic of something known caught on, seems like you never truly miss anything until it's gone forever. When the new plce gets here Ill be starting again, but it won't be the same, because now I live in a better place-on a cloud in the bright sunny sky. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or
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