UntitledA Story by Mellinic
Arriving at my door step after spending half a year in jail was like going on a vacation for a couple weeks and returning home. You know? It's that feeling off seeing the memorable landsape that surrounds you, the feeling so familiar, the smell! I could taste the atmosphere and distinguish the difference and even thr similarities, i was home.
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Added on January 20, 2015 Last Updated on January 20, 2015 |