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Published: Mar 21, 2014

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Tick, tick, tick. I'm running out of time. A clock continues to tick though there's none to be seen. Hurry, hurry before it's to late. Wake up.

Doors. Millions —no, maybe more, maybe infinite. I stand still, listening to mother's lullaby in a dream-like trance. Before me, all the doors close besides the one in front of me. The knob turns and the door starts to rattle. Someone's knocking on the other side. Something. The knocking turns to bangs in furious rage; what lurked on the other side is what I'll never know, nor do I want to. I mutter the same word over and over again.

"End, end, end..."

An eye peeks through the keyhole and a faint whisper, carried along with the wind, repeatedly echoing its message.

I found you.

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I woke up. Skies are blue, sun is shining and a cool spring breeze comes along every so often. The perfect day is what they'd say but to me, it's the beginning of the end. The unknown end that I don't know what to call— bad or good. But I'm guessing this is the true end, as well as a new beginning.

Dad looked happier and he smiled for the first time instead of bickering with mom; well, my old mom. They were both the same. They knew nothing. They were just outsiders, only strangers.

"It's a new day, a bright, beautiful new day, so at least smile, okay?" he said. I managed to put up a small, but faint smile only to last about 8 seconds. It hasn't been long since I saw her. I miss her so much.