Forsaken Dreams

XXIII

I could do it. I want to. then again, I don't even think I have the energy anymore. I am getting way too tired for this world.

My eyes sting. Not from the salt in my tears that I haven't noticed until now, but because I haven't closed them since I started running.

Either way, I'm going to fight. Running. Killing. Both will do. But if I'm going to do this, it won't be for me. It will be for my home, the world I try to live in. For my family, and everyone I've ever loved and loved me back. It's worth it because its easier now, knowing I have something to fight for.

That I've always had something to fight for. I just didn't see it.

I shiver now from the cold and the darkness that surrounds me. I scoot closer to the crackling fire.

The loud moans fill my ears until I can't even hear my own thoughts.

Just darkness.

Darkness and Blackness.
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Hey lovely people!

All my chapters for this story...this story in particular... got corrupted on my USB.
So sorry that tis short and not that good. They already were made and ready for me to update
but then that happened. I am so sorry and I will update more frequently with longer, better stories.

You guys are the best! Until the next chapter. Tata. :)