Status: up, and running
Artist
he is still searching
unknown POV.
the man walked out of his black mercades benz
walked up the pathway to the house and knocked on the door.
no one answered.
"let me in!" he cried out
"LET ME IN DAMN IT"
" TAMMY,CHARLIE, I KNOW YOURE FREAKING IN THERE, OPEN THE DAMN DOOR"
no reply.
everytime he felt he was close, they disappeared.
They would see what all of this running was going to do to them though, they would pay.
They damn sure would pay.
For his lost job
For his lost life
For his lost booze
For his lost...everything
They would pay.
He would make sure of that.
the man walked out of his black mercades benz
walked up the pathway to the house and knocked on the door.
no one answered.
"let me in!" he cried out
"LET ME IN DAMN IT"
" TAMMY,CHARLIE, I KNOW YOURE FREAKING IN THERE, OPEN THE DAMN DOOR"
no reply.
everytime he felt he was close, they disappeared.
They would see what all of this running was going to do to them though, they would pay.
They damn sure would pay.
For his lost job
For his lost life
For his lost booze
For his lost...everything
They would pay.
He would make sure of that.
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comments?who do you think he is?