As I sit on my bed, window cracked, strongly blowing in cold air. Laptop open, reading fanfiction. Doing Khan Academy. I feel like I am eleven again. I want to read an x-reader and binge Markiplier and Jacksepticeye. Draw some cringey art. Just listen to the wind. Watch some vent animations and cry. 

  I almost want to go back. I almost want to be eleven again. Sure, I was cringey as hell. but at least i was happier then, much more than am now. 

  Fuck, I think I might cry. Back then, everything was alright. I wasn't failing any classes, I barely got F's. My mother loved me more. I was her little girl. 

  If I could go back, I would fix my biggest mistake, my biggest regret. 

  Oh wow, look at that, I am crying now. I'm filled with nostalgia. Maybe I should play some FNAF, and read a lot of x reader's on here. Maybe I could go back to a time, where everything felt, just a little better.

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