Chapter 1Chapter 1: Reality of a NightmareChapter 1
I woke up from a nice dream happily, letting out a huge yawn that was the equivalent of a small earthquake. I immediately threw a grin on my face because chances are that my yawn woke up my father, but it is my duty to annoy him after all. I let myself laugh happily as I walked down our long hallway and into the bathroom quickly grabbing my tooth brush and removing any traces of morning breath, I winced at the thought. After cleaning up I walked downstairs to the kitchen to find my energetic mother cooking breakfast, well more like waiting patiently for me to consume her creation an
TransformationI ran furiously while tears streamed down my face, sadness still gripping tight on my torn heart. Breathing was a workout all by itself, after seeing my mother dead before my very eyes focusing on anything else was difficult. I felt my body react in pain at the thought of my mother’s beautiful smile being taken away by some sick freak. I couldn’t stop to grieve for her now it would do neither of us any good, the sirens were already closing in on my direction before I got to the end of my street. Any issues I had before were only amplified now, I knew I couldn’t control my temper long enough to talk to the authorities, my body hTransformation
Eye of the Storm I woke up from a nice dream happily, letting out a huge yawn that was the equivalent of a small earthquake. I immediately threw a grin on my face because chances are that my yawn woke up my father, but it is my duty to annoy him after all. I let myself laugh happily as I walked to the bathroom quickly grabbing my tooth brush and removing any traces of morning breath, I winced at the thought. After cleaning up I walked down to the kitchen to find my beautiful Mom cooking breakfast, well more like waiting patiently for me to consume her creation and compliment her cooking. My mother was amazing, the kind of mom youEye of the Storm
Reality of a NightmareBefore I could open the white rusted door I heard an earsplitting scream from inside the house. My body froze in it's place and I knew the scream of pain belonged to my mother...my heart fell out of my body as terrible thoughts ran through my head, my vivid imagination running away with me. I walked into the pitch black house and slowly examined everything around me quickly noticing the signs of a struggle. The only light source was the sun leaking into the house from the front door I had left open. The sunlight revealed broken glass and broken furniture everywhere, my eyes were focused on a broken picture of my mother in the centeReality of a Nightmare
| My personality is hard to ignore, whether that's good or bad usually depends. I tend to be energetic and optimistic 24/7 whether I'm actually happy or not doesn't really matter. I'm the kind of guy that tells you what's good for you rather then what you want to hear. You have to be the one that chooses to hate me or love me for who I am. So good luck with your decision haha. |
Such a slacker!
Joy
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I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor.
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"El recuerdo es el único paraíso del cual no podemos ser expulsados. "
--Jean Paul
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"When you judge another, you do not define them, you define yourself." - Wayne Dyer
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"El recuerdo es el único paraíso del cual no podemos ser expulsados. "
--Jean Paul
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~¤* tHe DAy i StArt CarINg iS thE dAy Hell FrEeZEs OveR*¤~
-Aaron Abbot: What the hell are you staring at, faggot?
Chase Collins: That thing between your legs, looks like a penis, but smaller.
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"When you judge another, you do not define them, you define yourself." - Wayne Dyer
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~¤* tHe DAy i StArt CarINg iS thE dAy Hell FrEeZEs OveR*¤~
-Aaron Abbot: What the hell are you staring at, faggot?
Chase Collins: That thing between your legs, looks like a penis, but smaller.
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"When you judge another, you do not define them, you define yourself." - Wayne Dyer
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