Daddy's Little Angel Grievances become a nuisance to the mind, body, and soul, stripping the suffering from senses of any signs of bliss or happiness. Depression lurks in the facial appearance, darkening and stretching the bags under the eyes from lack of sleep. Remembrance weighs down upon every step until, like slurred drunken words, steps become sluggish and exhausticating. Restlessness now shadows the once gay depressor, irking every painful movement of moving forward. Grievance now becomes an enemy, not only toward the one it holds in the grips of its hands, but also tDaddy's Little Angel
The Challenge Lights were dimmed, couplet of lamps the sole source in lighting the living area. Aiden rested silently on the loveseat, sipping from Eli’s can of Pepsi that he had stolen from the fridge. His arm befriended the armrest, finding comfort in the uplift that was given. Eli sat close beside Aiden, one foot reaching about the cushion as the opposite elbow dug into the armrest that cushioned his side. A tight fist upheld his resting cheek, his tired eyes fighting the sleep that attacked him.The Challenge
Boredom struck the two individuals.
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