Tabula RasaA Story by Romeion Case...........just enjoy.He just sat and stared at the bare white walls until some baby ghosts, as he called the little spots that usually appear when you stare at a surface too long, appeared. His vision became blurred after the first few minutes but he would keep his eyes fixed on that wall until when he looked around that room all he could see was white. At other times he would sit and pine over how the world was stained with the filth of corruption and at every turn you were at risk of becoming contaminated with the greed and selfish lust that has resulted in mankind’s fall from a superior species to something less deserving to be named a part of Gods creation. His friends figured that he was just an overly sensitive puck and that he would soon wake up and realize that the world is not as cruel and unforgiving as he thought. He was not always like this though. There was a time when nothing bothered him; a time when he was as free as a bird. There wasn’t a moment that you could be around him and maintained a straight face. He relished the joy he felt when he could put a smile on somebody’s face. He loved making his friends happy and he never had a friendship that ended on a sour note (or ended at all for that matter). Now he felt as though he were a man reduced to narrating the events of his own life because he could not actively participate in it himself. In relationships he was always on the receiving end of the decision making process and quite often they weren’t made in his favor. So he hoped that after switching focus from that wall he would see the world like everyone else saw it, pure and full of potential like a blank sheet of paper. © 2010 Romeion CaseAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on June 5, 2010 Last Updated on June 5, 2010 AuthorRomeion CaseMaplewood, NJAboutI am a young College student who enjoys writing just for the fun of it. Sure i'd relish the idea of writing professionally but if that doesn't happen anytime soon, I'd be content to write for my frien.. more..Writing
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