Justin+P+(2)

Never Existed
One day at a playground near my street the old tunnel lay there with marks of graffiti on it and grass that tickles your legs as it is overgrown. The handle of the flying fox moved calmy in the wind, it moved again making a yawning sound if it were a human. But oneday the whole playground had moved a metre leaving a mark of dark black. But one time no mark was left not even a sign a playground existed. But in the tunnel there was no graffiti but one message that said I never existed with a picture of a transformer. But suddenly I woke up with nothing to remember.