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The Red Building
The red building i’m looking at
I look at it 24/7
There is something about it that brings my attention, just don’t know what
Tall, red, old...doesn’t matter its not its looks that brings my attention
Does it?
Why am i so attached, why is this building make me curious?
I open the door to the place
Dusty, dark, and smells like molded wood
Taking down the cover blocking the cracked.. broken windows to look out of, a bunch of people around here
Why the whole town? What is in here that this place is so popular?
Getting kidnapped by the police taking me outside questioning me, wondering if im fine
I was not paying attention to any of it, still wondering why this place is like this
I look at the place, people go in
They come back out with a body under the blanket covered in blood
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I just thought of the incident from my head from reading a book before I started writing this. The building came from a neighborhood I used to live in, but it was not red. It was a old cracked up wood house with broken glass windows. If it was a human, it would look like its been in a lot of fights and never got heals from any of them.