I got bored, so I decided to write this little short story. I really want some opinions on it. Good or bad, I don't mind. If you could also give me some ways to improve, that would be great! Thanks!
Infinite Clockwork
1,763,456.
That's how many seconds I've counted now. Yes, seconds. Here, we don't count in years, months, weeks, days, hours, or even minutes. No, only seconds.
Seconds.
Why do we count in only seconds? To pass the time? Hmm. The sweet irony that would bring. Passing time by counting the time. But, maybe it isn't to pass the time. What if it was a test of our mind? To see how long we could go? Ha. Like we have a choice. After all, we're forced to com here, and forced to stay.
There's no way out.
But, this isn't my fault. No, not mine. He did this to me. He is the reason I'm here. That *******.
Then again, maybe it is my-- No. It's all his. It's all his fault.
...To be continued!
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