𝐵𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓃𝓈
𝐁𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇
Sitting Cold in a Perfectly shaped Black Beanbag with a dilemma,
That teenster was struck with indecisiveness And Horror,
His dry lips parted in a sigh,
He was tensed like anything!
He switched on his Fan
As the fan swiveled its way through the room,
Multicolored lights from the chandelier fell on him
And his long hair began frolicking tremendously over his face,
He was pretty sure that he wouldn’t get caught after he did that,
anyways if he got caught he had devised up a perfect cover-up
He thought, that behind this Naive Blackish BROWN Face of his,
he was a MadMan
“We all go mad at times”, he said to convince himself and to push himself to do that
He pondered Over and Over behind his tensed Acne-prone face as he sat in a rather uncomfortable position over his Black Beanbag,
But,
Eventhough he was tensed,
He was strangely joyed and amused by the very prospect of doing that
That would make him Cool he thought!
For he was nothing but thrilled to do that
“Just One single time!?,” he thought, “there’s nothing wrong with it”…
He knew that he was not a Cold Psycho!
But, It simply gave him chills to even think of doing that
It would give him some PLEASURE and Happiness from his rather Dark and Devastating life
As he rapidly shifted sideways here and there about his beanbag, so as to give himself a comfortable posture,
The black leather of the beanbag got more PRESSURISED,
Just as he was at that moment!
And now,
As He fiercely emerged
From his Black BeanBag,
He had finally decided to do that!!
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After pulling off the almost-perfect crime,
He switched Off his fan and
Swiftly went off his room;
Now,
The room is Empty, Silent and Motionless!!
Everything was the same as it was before the time he had entered that room,
Except for the fact that now white little beans were lying around the Beanbag, And the Beanbag was no less than a popped Up Balloon!!
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