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Light
Student @ Babcock University
A little piece
<p>She looked in the mirror and smiled, her glasses were beautiful.</p><p>Another reminder about the bwc meeting was sent, and she realized she was running late, so she hurried out, leaving her glasses safely tucked in her bag.</p><p>She reached the venue on time and found a seat, but it wasn’t comfortable. Bright light streamed through the windows, stabbing at her eyes.</p><p>She whined in discomfort, then remembered her glasses and quickly put them on, and it felt like she was in another world. Everything was clear, and less bright.</p><p>She leaned back in her chair, a small smile spreading across her face.</p><p>As the bwc president spoke, a flicker of movement behind the president caught her eye.</p><p>Someone was in chains.</p><p>She blinked and rubbed her eyes.</p><p>There was another person. </p><p>And another. </p><p>More people.</p><p>All bound in chains, their faces twisted in silent terror, in pain.</p><p>Heart pounding, and ready to run, she stepped outside.</p><p>There were no more people in chains, instead there were apparitions, spirits, and things she couldn’t place.</p><p>Heart racing, she ran. She ran confused, stumbling blindly, until she fell hard, and her glasses shattered.</p><p>Immediately, the world snapped back to normal, harsh and glaring.</p><p>“Yeah… I think I can manage the light,” she whispered, wincing. </p><p>She stood, brushed herself off, and returned to the class, the memory of what she had seen lingering like a shadow in her mind.</p><p><br/></p>
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