A Secret Inside A Secret
To my dearest son The very fact that you are now reading my letter means that I'm no longer with you.
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To my dearest son The very fact that you are now reading my letter means that I'm no longer with you.
Trapped in time, distorted Can't tell lies from the truth What's real, and what is fiction It all seems so abstruse Caught inside a story That's shifting as I go Unraveling events That spin out of...
I first noticed you when I served you some wine You had a beautiful smile, so very divine You must have moved to the area recently As into the shop you kept coming to see me As the weeks went on, you...
Nothing happened. No strange noises, no movements and no hallucinations. Darren was getting frustrated. "its got to have something to do with this place" he thought.
The final straw for Darren came on a stormy August morning in 2011. It was strange from the moment he opened his eyes. The weather forecast was for glorious sunshine with temperatures of 30 degrees.
Chapter 11 "I missed you so incredibly much Mel. I didn't even know you where going to wake up!" he says smiling and laughs. He laughs different then usual though. More high pitched.
Darren had called his Mum twice a week since he'd moved in to his own house. It was never a great relationship, his dad had died when he was very young.
When I awake,. I see your face,. Lit by a dull, white light,. I taste the gag,. Around my mouth,. How I put up a fight,. A long, deep gash,. Falls short of wrist,. I see knife on the floor,.
Darren lay there unbelievably calm considering the terror what had passed before him.
I watch Zaira. He red hair wisps around her face as theorized for an escape. They all do. But Zaira, she is my favorite. Her fiery hair matches her spirits. ...
Snow White had her seven dwarfs. Grumpy, Dopey, Doc, Happy, Bashful, Sneezy & Sleepy of course. I've met another, with a black beard. Hard to grasp. To scared to ask. Red eyes and crystal teeth.
It was supposed to be like any other morning. When I lied in the middle of my bed and opened my eyes.
(Based On My True Story). I saw you that night, in the Winter,. High on something, quite drunk too,. Took the seat right next to me,. I'd never even spoke to you,. Ten minutes left until my stop,.
It had been almost a year since Darren had last seen it. In August 2011, Darren had decided that the only way to escape was to leave his home and start his life again somewhere else.
#household oh my god he's here again the guy who says i caused him pain he really is a needy one i thought he understood he said he would i only wanted some fun couldn't we do this on the phone.
Clink clink clink Glass falls to the floor The bullet went straight through And stuck itself in the dog I fall Into a pile of glass I wince in pain Every move cutting me more Another shot In the...
Its never good to lead a life of crime. I guess you may as well consider me a repeated assult felon then. Haha, wait, thats what I already am. Do you know what I am. Im a hitgirl.
With a ghostly scream piercing through the air, I shot up wide awake in my bed. Sweat made it possible for my blanket to stick onto me like glue.
People come to me to die. It's a surprisingly easy job, and very well paid. Not that I can tell anyone that, of course. Today's client sits before me, hands shaking, tears running down her soft...
Black leather binding parchment cage,. Silk bookmark falls to mark the page,. Dark pen forms words with liquid ink,. The toxic letters forge their link,. A message for the raven's life,.
(Hm, just a semi-gore and insanity warning) It wasn't supposed to be like this, they were supposed to be married, happy, maybe she could have been pregnant. He wasn't supposed to be with her.
#household Black stiletto heels, sharp as junkie's needles, Click on marble tiles with seductive precision. Short pencil skirt and a great set of wheels, Razor sharp wit making surgical incisions.
#household. i follow you i'm always there. i'm attracted by the scent you wear. the clothes that make you look so pretty. some colour in this soulless city. your hair that bounces when you walk.
Nick heard his phone ring. I got up from the couch and picked it up from the counter and let him answer it. "Hello, who is this?" Nick asked.