Literature
The Wall Behind Me
I look at the wall behind me and it seems innocent at first. It's a lilac-y, lavender-y color, rather pretty, though the cracks and the wall can be seen, but then again, this is an older house, and it's nothing some spackle and re-painting can't cure.
The door on the wall behind me is white, and leads to a small bathroom, big enough for one person, of course. There's a crucifix over the door. It's brown, with a little golden statue of Christ upon it, and he hangs over the door. Another crucifix, this one a little more ornate, hangs over the door that leads out of the room.
This wall looks so innocent. So peaceful. Somewhat child-like.
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