She was a girl, he was a guy. She was beautiful and he praised the ground that she walked on. He couldn't stop thinking about her. The only way he would be able to fall asleep at night is with thoughts of her laying beside him whispering in his ear "everything will be alright".
She does not exist.
Instead he lays awake, not thinking of anyone. He thinks of death and of not-existing anymore. He cannot sleep because only in sleep does death occur. He doesn't want to die, but he has no reason to live.
Motivation to live has been to find her. Time and time again she has had a false front and very soon after would unmask who she really is.
Does this exist? This connection between two people of opposite sex? The only proof is from what I have seen standing on the outside. Do I exist? Why?

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kirkis (joined about 11 years ago)

Kirk G. I am an electrical engineering which implies that I am a horrible writer and awful with words. These stereotypes are true. I am going to attempt to write everyday for 30 or so days to improve my skills.
Short Bio: I am 23 years old, I go to Mich St, currently I am on an internship in Texas until Dec.
Edit: I have been slacking on writing a story everyday for 30 days... I'm going to try harder.

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rambling

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love Existence

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Prompt (write a story including these elements)

hero Chicken
villain Road
goal Reach the other side
Prompt suggested by HeatherGwrites

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