Don't believe in what your eyes always see (part2)

Thu, 10/10/2013 - 22:51 -- Jmagic

It is so dark in this hallway I can barely see my hands.

For now my hands are my eyes untill I can see with my 

own two eyes. Diligently I try to walk into the darknees.

Honestly it feels as if I have been walking for about ten min.

But the laugh is geting louder and louder. Finaly I can see it,

I can see the person who makes the laughter. It is a boy,

I think. Faceing the wall I can only see the back of his head.

 Though it looks very familary. I walk towards the boy and as

 I reach out and turn him so I can see his face, his laughter 

stops and I can see his face,

& I can't belive what I am looking at. ...

 

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