User:MalchikHedgehog

Darkness seemed to be the back ground for this vision of insane mind. Not much happened, but for the fact that the simple tingled and or chill would begin to crawl down the bone of my spine, and the twitch of the eye every so often. But this time, it lasted longer than the others I have had for the last few months. But for the strange reason, these strange feelings begun after the 25 of September, yet my best friend, Dameion, seemed to tell me, day in and day out that this was a special day, though, he wouldn't tell me why. "Oh bugger," I said as my eyes began to slowley twitch open to my dull room. Full of poem books by my favorite poet, Edgar Allen Poe, and my black moniter that just seemed to be in an strange silence, it just wanted to scream out and jump for freedom, but couldn't grasp what he wanted so. I climbed out of bed and wondered, ''Should I take a shower, I don't seem to remember anyone coming to this home? Nah, skip it!'' I walked over to my jacket hanger and grabbed my black and red arm warmers. My entire home seemed dull to me, but not to others. Coffie was the only thing I really wished for, COFFIE!!! Heading toward my couch seemed to last forver, but at last my feet met the legs of the couch, I sat down and turned on the television to watch the sadening news of deaths and loss of children, or even the start of war. My doorbell sang a smphany of annoyance and displeasure, "Enter," Dameion walked in with a wide smile on his face "Good morning!", I groaned and turned my head back to the news. It all seemed quite boring with the fact that it was all about the bad economy, witch nop one would face first hand. I didn't care for much of it, I don't handle these economic terms of usage such as every one else implies. "Jamie! Guess what day it is!" I scowled and growled, "Who's" "It's his Birthday!" I looked at him with puzzled eyes, "Who's?"

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