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I’m Easy to Forget.

by theblackpool13 1/4/2013

written by theblackpool13

I don’t even think people honestly care enough about me to read, but here I go..

I’m still getting worse. I feel like it’s going to be worse than last time. Last time I was threatened with theÂ hospitalÂ This time I might be forced to go. Everything is going downhill. Frank’s back.Â Doesn’tÂ speak though. He only watches now. When I’m outside it’s terrible. I feel like someones there with a gun or a knife, coming to kill me, butÂ every timeÂ I turn, no ones there. It seems now, that there is a person there, just waiting, following meÂ around.Invisible. Waiting for the right time,right place. Each day is worse […]

1/4/2013 1 comment

Gone, But new.

by theblackpool13 1/2/2013

written by theblackpool13

I’m alone. Sad, tired of trying, of living. Tired of waking Â up to a bright happy world, and seeing nothingÂ exceptÂ grey, and things only I can see, hearing sounds of joy, but only hearing the voices of myÂ despair. Franks gone now. Replaced, forgotten. Austins here. He’s just as bad. Eyes areÂ staring, watching with a pointedÂ loadedÂ gun, Â or a knife waiting for the right time. I am forgotten, none cares for the sake of me, waiting for the right time. 17. The magic number. 15, countdown. They say if I die, I’ll be back in my world, back in Hallaqu, with Austin, and Goob, Frank, and 200. My […]

1/2/2013 0 comment