“Home isn’t found in a place, but in hearts whose rhythm matches yours.”….~ Austin ~I was moving, not walking but floating, so fast that I was terrified. Where am I? I thought, trying to see through the thick darkness that hovers around me. My body was moving, but not my legs. Wait… my legs. I stared down, and saw them… looking healthy but they weren’t being used for movement. Yet my body kept floating, like one being shoved by the wind. Confused, I stared at my hands, which were also intact, and the rest of my body, which was in place. But I felt different, lighter and not so human.Wait… what am I? I tried to stop moving, but couldn’t as my body kept moving. I was floating, but couldn’t do anything about it. I tried to grasp onto something in the darkness, anything… but my palms felt useless. Wait… am I still alive? The question sent a chill down me. The yes or no, possible answer weighing on me and causing me to feel a bit heavier than I originally was. ….The movemen
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