Wednesday, September 30, 2009

The Day Before Now

The 28th

There's a shorter lady. Blond hair and a amazing personality That picked up the boy lost within the his own troubles. Facebook still on the screen as he tries to explain yesterday and the day before. He heads down stairs fast, Waits for the car to pull up and now he is not only lifted. He got a lift.

FOOD!

She asked him "Are you starving" and he said "No, Not Really...Kinda".
after a small discussion about what to eat he lets her know "...Chinese food?!?!"

They arrive at the food chain restaurant and talk.
He ate till hes full not somethings hes felt in a while. empty location but full in spirit and stomach.
now they're off but the thought in all that was not clear at the moment.

Haunted LightHouse

They hang out for a while longer at her house. His mind speaks quietly at himself thinking that maybe one day he'll own something that fancy. He meets her family and listens to music a few laughs and then an hour passes as he wait to see where he'll lay his bed that night .

She picks her phone up and dials a number. she explains a summery of whats the deal is in his life and hangs up.
a couple more songs play and then they talk.

"Well we got a place for tonight..." she said

They talk some more and head to her kitchen after shes done convincing him to take a snack for the next day
.
They Begin to head to her car stepping into the cool air softly shut the doors and the car starts.

They arrive at their destination. Color of the the house is a blue due to the lack of light.

"Bless those who enter this house"

is the welcoming sign. The take him up the stairs and drop him inside
light blue walls a bed to the left. Its also pretty empty but its also pretty warm.

Thoughts rush through my veins but I sit and entertain just for a few minutes till its time to go to bed.

She leaves with the inside joke about the haunted lighthouse
and I'm stuck inside my own paranormal state or situation.

Here he lays now. This bed is cold but outside is worse and when the lights off he can visually see his thoughts bleed out the imagery wounds that life has caused.

now he sleeps with those FootSteps In The Dark

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