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Wednesday, May 24, 2006


Part Two!
well if you read the post intitled "drop the XLP" then you know that I'm writting a story thingy thing. so here is part two... enjoy.

At the foot of my bed every night, there sitting is memory of my life as a child. A man, who when
looked over was of no real importance. He just had a look to him that when you meet him you knew
that you could trust him. He was the representation of all that I wanted to be. The hero that saved
a old lady from a burning building, or the astronaut that would land on the moon. But here in the
dark sitting there he just looks at me. His eyes scanning me with disappointments.
"Do you miss your life?" He asked "or are you satisfied with it now."
this is how the dream starts every night, and as the darkness grows he always continues.
"You can never have life go according to plan."
"Why?"
"Its all a random facade."
"But why?"
"because If everyone became what they wanted. Then no one would be needed."
"why" is the only responses I can find. With a look of cruel understanding he always replies
"Because this is not a perfect world. No one wants to be the villain, but some just end up that way
It not a matter of fault or anything. Its just that that's what the card hold for some people."
"But why, why can't every one become what they want. Is life just a pointless exercise? I mean
why dream if all there are is the realization of what will never be."
"Because some are blessed with the joy of not ending up like you."
With that I wake up to a empty room. A room with no windows, and no light. Because this is what the people who end up like me deserve.

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