

The NightmareMany times before had Jack gone out on his front porch for a smoke. It seemed to calm him down from his very vivid dreams. This time seemed no different. However as he lit his cigarette from the distance he could hear voices. He paid them no mind, assuming it was either rowdy teenagers or fellow alcoholics after having too much of their "medication". Yet strangely, this time the voices grew louder. Louder and louder they grew until eventually they sounded as though they were right next to him. He used the flashlight attached to his lighter to peer into the darkness, but no-one was there. Figuring that it must be just his nerves after having sThe Nightmare
| If it's truly creative... I love it. I like funny stuff (i have a bad habit of liking shock humor por ejemplo "'I was in love once,' 'Yeah?' 'Yeah, then she woke up". To be honest, if you like me, I like you. If you hate me, I just won't talk to you. |
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Im nothing special, and come to think of it neither are you, and the same thing goes for everyone. We as a group are a bubble in someone's soda, who is a bubble in someone else's soda. . . and yet, we still do this >...>
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"Ah yes, you change all right, like the seasons. It's change, but it's like clockwork."
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Im nothing special, and come to think of it neither are you, and the same thing goes for everyone. We as a group are a bubble in someone's soda, who is a bubble in someone else's soda. . . and yet, we still do this >...>
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"Ah yes, you change all right, like the seasons. It's change, but it's like clockwork."
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Im nothing special, and come to think of it neither are you, and the same thing goes for everyone. We as a group are a bubble in someone's soda, who is a bubble in someone else's soda. . . and yet, we still do this >...>
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Im nothing special, and come to think of it neither are you, and the same thing goes for everyone. We as a group are a bubble in someone's soda, who is a bubble in someone else's soda. . . and yet, we still do this >...>
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"Ah yes, you change all right, like the seasons. It's change, but it's like clockwork."
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Im nothing special, and come to think of it neither are you, and the same thing goes for everyone. We as a group are a bubble in someone's soda, who is a bubble in someone else's soda. . . and yet, we still do this >...>
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"Ah yes, you change all right, like the seasons. It's change, but it's like clockwork."
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