Drafts that were written a while ago and never published because they never seemed good enough to.
Do you believe that time exist, or do you believe that it is an idea in our minds?
I was thinking about my life and for some reason I was also thinking about roller coasters. that's when it hit me that the lines are the same with life sometimes. You have to be patient and wait.
It is about a girl who is antisocial and hates crowded places, but one day she runs into a group of strange men, all of whom were dressed in all black attire. Will she be able to face them?