Sometimes when I look back, I feel happy to be here alone. Lying on the table, staring at the piece of paper that is always a snow-white paper, the feeling of wanting to write something but not being willing to do so is really strange.

Love the feeling......

Quiet.......

"Wow! Whoop ......"

Damn, here we go again. I hate it, I hate that sound, I should go away...... Reluctant.

What is that?

When I walked to the door, a piece of paper was revealed under the crack in the door...... It's white, which is great.

It's just a piece of stationery, it doesn't even smell like paper, it's so thin that there's no way to write on it. As a letterhead, but losing the value of stationery, just like me.

"Whoa......

No way, I'm leaving. The moment I opened the door, I saw a snow-white field in front of me, and white paper was everywhere...... Hmph, it's all over the place. I have to be very careful not to step on them. Anything is a defilement, including those who lie on the ground.

The yellowish bugs were going to eat them all in a hurry, and the rotten places they were rotting were cracking layer by layer, humming, it was disgusting. However, when they only have white bones left, it should be fine.

Water...... Afraid. Yes, absolutely not down. Why, why do they look at me like that? Don't look at me like that...... I'm just like everyone else...... My hand...... Cracked, layer upon layer, like piles of letterheads, isn't this weird?

Oops, the face is also cracked...... But there's nothing to worry about, just make everyone like this......

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