HE is here. HE is next to me. i have to act fast or else HE will die. if HE dies all hope is lost. we aren't far from the bottom of hell. i can hear the dying peoples scream. i have to tell HIM. to warn HIM. HE needs to know who HE is. if i tell HIM will HE ignore me. will HE listen. or will HE flee from what is to come. i can't help but feel hopeless. i should have spoken to HIM about it sooner. i guess i should tell HIM now.
i told HIM. HE looked scared after hearing what i had to say. it is my turn in line. i'm telling HIM to demand to meet the Cold-Hearted one. HE's just sitting there. gazing off into space what will happen to every one if HE doesn't speak up. talk, damnit, talk. i don't want to die, nor do i want to serve the sisters. when will HE speak. it might be to late if HE speaks in two minutes. talk, HE must demand to see her or else we're all doomed...
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My journal will be filled with my short stories that i create from what i see in my dreams and what i want to be the future. i will also put in poetry that me and my sisters write.
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