Tuesday, May 17, 2011

"This is cliche and trite, but it is mine. Don’t sleep."

"This is me at my most honest. My most naked. I think somewhere in everyone is The Boy. No one wants to be what they are... This story is a complete waste of the eyesight you will lost reading it. When you are done you’ll ask yourself what the point was. There isn’t one. Every life has a lull in it that gets so bad and seems so long that you can’t remember when or why it started. It skips around and probably isn’t worth it but to me it reads like the bible. This is the story of a lull, read it like a crime scene report or an autopsy, because that’s all it ever was."

Poachers!

Must be!?!

They took Lioness and her family. Her hands are chained to a chair. Foreign guards with guns are watching making sure no one moves.

Do you think Lioness would stay still? She tries to rip off the chains, check if her wrists can be pushed through the handcuffs, but unfortunately she can't get them off. Fear fills the air and consumes all of Lioness. Flapper seems to be free and unaware of what is going on behind the wall separating herself and the rest of the family.

Thank the heavens that the governments military raided the place and shot all the foreign guards...

Even though it seems like a short event, for Lioness it appeared to last forever. It was still extremely terrifying.

Lioness's heart raced even after it was all over. She looked around her and saw darkness, was it all a dream?

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