Post by RAadmin on Jan 31, 2009 12:40:07 GMT -8
But it’s not my time, I’m not gone…this could be the end of me…
Can you hear that? That clock ticking? It’s faint, yet steady. That sounds, that the sound of your time. How much time you have left. Everyone can hear it, everyone has one. But when will your time end? Is it soon? Can you say goodbye...
I will try to find my place, in this diary of Jane…
in the heart of Victoria, BC, Canada, everything is normal. Quiet and unsuspecting. Children cry when they can’t have their candy, teens cry and continue their emotional roller coasters of teen-hood. Adults cry at not having the things they need, and worry of supporting their children and their family. Everything is the same as before. Little do they know that their problems can only get much worse.
It’s like the darkness is the light…
deep in the bowel of the castle that stand high atop the hill, there are more than just unsuspecting students, but ghosts, adults and so much more. They resides in that large castle, using their magic and living their magical lives as they please, not a care in the world. How blind they be. How wrong they are…
Here we go again…
they sleep beneath you at night, feeding off your dreams and emotions, just waiting for the right time to awaken. They listen to your every moan and drink in every word.
Run away with me, because we will never be free…
you can run from them, but you cannot hide. And the clock is ticking. Stay aware and watch your back. Why am I warning you? You cannot prevent this from happening, you just cannot. Nature must take its course, and you, sadly, will be in the way.
So let be what must be, person, you will not escape your fate…
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