Iisme
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I've been tossing this Idea around in my head for the past couple years and I finally (after a bottle of wine >.>) I decided to write down my ideas and I came up with this intro. I'll expand on it eventually hopefully, but for now this is what I have...hope you like. :blush
P.S. Sorry for any grammar, spelling mistakes...
Tentative Intro-
How could I have let this happen, I’m thinking to myself over and over as I stare out my bedroom window into the sun, I should have known better.
It’s my fault all of those people got hurt, my stomach tightened with anguish, how could all of this have turned out so badly? I never dreamed that this could have ever happened, that the person I loved could turn into a monster.
I felt hollow inside as I wished to have the person from a couple of months ago back. Tears brimmed in the inside of my eyelids, threatening to spill over onto my cheeks; I fought hard to hold them in.
I was overwhelmed with the sensation that someone was standing behind me. I didn’t turn around, in fear of what I would be facing. Tears broke through my defenses, streaming down my cheeks as if they were trying to advertise my vulnerability. I wiped them away with my sleeve.
“We need to talk.” A hauntingly familiar voice said. I took a deep breath and turned to face my monster.
P.S. Sorry for any grammar, spelling mistakes...
Tentative Intro-
How could I have let this happen, I’m thinking to myself over and over as I stare out my bedroom window into the sun, I should have known better.
It’s my fault all of those people got hurt, my stomach tightened with anguish, how could all of this have turned out so badly? I never dreamed that this could have ever happened, that the person I loved could turn into a monster.
I felt hollow inside as I wished to have the person from a couple of months ago back. Tears brimmed in the inside of my eyelids, threatening to spill over onto my cheeks; I fought hard to hold them in.
I was overwhelmed with the sensation that someone was standing behind me. I didn’t turn around, in fear of what I would be facing. Tears broke through my defenses, streaming down my cheeks as if they were trying to advertise my vulnerability. I wiped them away with my sleeve.
“We need to talk.” A hauntingly familiar voice said. I took a deep breath and turned to face my monster.
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