• ~~Last Chance~~

    By:GothicBabyBear10-Rp. <3


    rule #1. Don't read on if you have a problem, with sadistic, heart wrenching, tormenting, abusing people. This may not be your sort of story.

    Warning! :The following is not for the eyes of curious children, for this must be put in the hand's of a responsible adult.

    The dim light filtered through the holes in the roof, a few drops of dirty rainwater, dripping from them. I stare at this rotten, place of ruin's, and think back, was this my home? For if this place, were my home, where would that leave me? The remnant's of burnt human's remain on the parlor floor, ashes, and bones. The memories of my past. Maybe I should keep them. I mean.....afterall they are my family.





    I sit here, on the weak wooden planks that were the floor, the musty scent, flows around the room, and whips past me. The holes in everywhere, no place without a gap. A gap, missing thing's, like me, my whole life a gap.
    Nothing in the middle, just here and now, how did I get here?
    What's happened to me? My family? Oh, how I pray that these small fragments of bone I hold, are not my family, maybe a sister? Or a brother?
    I shan't find out ever. I fear that my voyage here, was a mistake.
    I stand up slowly, the small book I hold in my right hand slips a bit, as my weak grasp loosens even more, I feel unwhole. Like there is a hole in my heart.
    How do I fix this? Someone help me. please? I can't find my way out of this horrible dark place, my eyes are blind so I shall crawl on hands and knee's,
    Out of this dungeon of despair. I have no other choice.
    So now I leave this place, this place that was my home.
    That contained family, love, tight hug's. I write this, to maybe a person with a heart, that can comprehend these feelings flowing through out me.
    I can't stop the tears! They just, just keep falling. I am lost, without a home, or family, can no one help me? I stand on this hill now. Looking down into the valley, as the wind blows fiercly, I watch as dust flow's out of the burnt house, I watch as it tumbles slowly to the ground. I can't believe I exist. How can somebody with such a negative attitude as I exist, so cynical.
    Though I don't know any other outlook on my pathetic life, such as it is.
    What really is life, how can you live when you have no one? Well, I can try, maybe it will work. I can't stand to live without memories, why have I none?
    Where have they gone? They have just dissipated like smoke, smoke in the wind, better yet, dust in the wind, maybe I can reclaim some of these lost boundaries of hope, I want something back that is mine. All has been taken, and I shall avenge those who have fallen, and taken my rightful place. My rightful place, is to burn in hell for eternity, I know it's true, It has to be, I am a creature of odd sort's, I look human. I'm not, I wish I were, maybe if I were, I could've died with them, died with the ones I loved, but I can't remember you have to realize how frustrating this is! I can imagine the smug look on your face when you read this, you care not fo rme, just your own entertainment, but what if I know you, would you care then? I can't say my name, I don't know it, all I can say of my appearance is, I look frail, fragile as glass, touch me and I shall shatter, I shall fall. Break a million times before you, and then runaway. I notice the people that are gathered at the bottom of the hill, they are watching me waiting, anxiously. Wondering what I will do. No, they don't help me, tell me they know me or my name, they knew me I'm sure of it, and they knew my family, maybe I should ask them, wait better not. I can't talk right now, only write, the writing is a bit of a helper, it makes my heart calm, even though I fear I don't have one. Oh how can I say this? I must have a heart, how could I live without one? But theres one more thing I need to live, I can't deny it anymore, I need this, the thirst is killing me. I can't hold in my thirst, my hidden strengths are going to show soon, I know, oh please. I pray its not soon, I haven't finished my journey.


    ~~After Christmas, get ready for the next entry!~~