Example of the 'Dark Figure'
A dark figure emerges from the shadows cloaked only in darkness, his weapon exposed, the blood of his victims dripping from it's blade. A creak in the floor alerts him of plus to come, he waits in the dark for his prey to come. They slide open the door only to be slaughtered. As he slays them he notices a girl out of the corner of his eye, standing there in absolute horror. He raised his blade ready to attack, but for some reason he held back. Him, a demon of the night, him, whose hands had been stained with the blood of many women and children, could not murder her. He looked into her eyes, and realized he couldn't move. Was it because he'd been exposed ou because of some unknown force, but as he stood there, the blood of the corpse he'd just killed still dripping off the weapon, he couldn't take his sight off of her eyes. Something about her eyes that paralyzed him, so glassy and pure, the essence of innocence, but also terrified. He had managed to take his sight away from her only to realize he had paused for so long that the girl had run past him and reached to outside. He thought that surely one left alive isn't a threat. and he left.
..."What was that?" he thought as he headed back to his hideout,"Never have I experienced the sight of such innocence leaving a child's eyes. But, there seemed to be something more. Before Now, Nothing could stop me in my tracks like her stare"...
...In the morning he would awaken to learn the family he slaughtered, was no ordinary clan, but one of great power, in which he was advised to lay low...
...and in the midst of this information, his thoughts came to that night, and that girl, and what she'd done after she escaped him...
...the curiosity overwhelmed him, so he would find out the suivant day...
Example of the Hidout. (During the day anyway)
I'm setting here looking at a paused télévision screen and i soon think to myself is that the way that our life is life when we are put on hold.
If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.
are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be ou are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.
so what do toi think about this journal entry that i just wrote toi need to think about what i a dit and give me your best anwsers that toi can give.
thnx erie morgan maples
If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.
are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be ou are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.
so what do toi think about this journal entry that i just wrote toi need to think about what i a dit and give me your best anwsers that toi can give.
thnx erie morgan maples
Why, do things have to be so hard
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.
Betrayed
par an old friend
par an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side
Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.
Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed par my own friends
I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.
Betrayed
par an old friend
par an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side
Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.
Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed par my own friends
I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
Hate.Disappointment.Regret.They all make up some of the worst thing in our lives...then why can't we just give it up?Give it up and just throw all our problems away?The answer is simple because this,this is reality not a fairytale ou some fiction story,where the writer can just have their way over their characters like puppets.No.Not at all in reality does one have their way to control their life ou the lies that people tell them.There's no stopping your troubles in life ou changing the regret you've made in the past ...it's life.
such a waste, my life whole life is a fake!...but im sure ive been a thorn inside of you...that's torn at toi for years. but, sometimes i can taste how amer i've become...& its plus then i can bare. sometimes i pray for someone to blow me away. just make it quick, but let it burn...so i can feel the pain thats torn at me for years. i can't be held responsable, 'cause this is all so new to me. can i...leave my pain behind?
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what toi DO with the gift of life, that determends who toi are. the pain toi feel...its normal. let it go.
toi think?
yes. toi need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
toi can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what toi DO with the gift of life, that determends who toi are. the pain toi feel...its normal. let it go.
toi think?
yes. toi need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
toi can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...
