![]() The question is, whose grin is it? Mine, yours, or something curiously sinister?As reality twists into a labyrinthian spiral, each step I take brings a little more tragedy and a little less me. I can't affect what I can't feel, so he's safe.right?Am I?The pressure of keeping everyone's emotions at bay is cracking my jury-rigged mental wall into a Cheshire grin. He's emotionally silent but breaks the sound barrier on my other five senses. But, you know, it's also kinda fun-if you don't count the heart attacks, fatal job promotions, and Choco Tacos with criminally wasted potential left in my wake.Then there's the delicious bit of trouble from down the way. Especially when people's moods start swinging at my whim. An animalistic fear that never really leaves me.On some level, that's smart. Until I'm inexplicably lost, for the first time, in emotions that aren't mine. ![]() And far more deadly.Take it from me I'm an empath.My name is Amy Durene, and I've got a story to tell before there isn't enough left of me to tell it.That stupid, rotted ol' barn in backwoods Maine starts out as just another place to feed my best friend's insatiable ghost-hunting habit. ![]() Love, on the other hand.love is limitless. ![]() Fear only causes three reactions: fight, flight, or freeze. ![]()
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