...ItS fEllS sO gOoD tO bE bAcK...

...ItS fEllS sO gOoD tO bE bAcK...

sábado, 10 de octubre de 2009

the lonely child -chapter: the way to the worst of my nigthmares- part 4

"while I was not feeling my hands and my face was freezing, I realised thst the number of houses were beigining to diminish making me more melancholyc.Blocks later, I was totaly alone, my shadow left me time ago, when at least I could see some lights on. Wile more I walked, more I observated I felt, that was like someone breathing too close to me, so close than I could feel that his skin could touch my face. Sometimes I taked couraje to look backward but anyone was there"
♥In this part of my story the child feels alone and scared bacause he think than someone is following him. Sometimes he thougth than that person who is following him is the spirit of his mother and she is taking care of him but he is scared of the idea that it's only a product of his imagination and that he is in a big danger

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