“I don’t know what it was about that night but something… something was…
I don’t know maybe it’s me I mean am I really losing it? How far can I run till i evade these dreams? Dreams? What am I saying, more like nightmares. But can something so seeped in reality purley be just a figment of imagination?
ARRGGGHH!!! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME!!!"
That sad night under the rainy october sky is where this all started, where my slow, spiraling decent into madness began. Funny isn’t it? I mean, how one day and one woman can turn a mans life around in just one moment….
This just the epilouge to what was orignally gonna be a play but i’m trying to modify it into a story. I may be a bit rusty though as i haven’t done any writing in about 2 years so if it sucks, can u give some constructive suck deterents?
Thanx and yeah click on my profile if uwanna know more…
P.s I only just joined the site so if there is something i should know then by all means tell a dude.