4 March 2013
Hmph… It is the end of the day, I wish I just had a teleport to get home. Forty minutes on a crammed ,germ filled train, yipee. I sit there. My head jolts at every sudden movement I feel lost, Nah, I thought, Just chlosterphobic in this train. No, I am dreaming... a real dream something that happens every evening, yet I have never realised I get off the train with my next door neighbour we walk to our houses bid each other goodnight, his front door flings open " Daddy! Love you! How was work?" I have lost the front door key to my house, ah... found it! I unlock the door my eyes shut..... NOTHING! Except emptiness and lonlieness and a letter adressed to me. How peculiar?! Me? I tear it open as quickly as a child opening a christmas present, bill's I think, Oh … wait It is empty… I scream I shout I walk straight out I grab my coat and jump into my 4 seconds of every emotion, death
copyright btw this is not real and I am not a man I am a girl in real
Made up btw • Opuss № I