I have been reading Steven King's After Sunset Stories, but it started off with a story about a group of ghost that don't realize that they are dead. They believe that they are waiting for a train, but what really happened was that there was a crash and they were killed. The main character loses is wife and he goes looking for her. Wait! you should read it yourself it's called "Willa" I think that I'm combining to different stories, I don't want to confuse you. This is a really good story. There is so much to read that I want to read it all, but I don't have the time any more. All I do now is read for school, and only for school. Not much time to write my idea's out on paper. I always wanted to write a short story about a killer clown that eats people, or a crazy swat officer that snaps and kills everyone around him. The number one thing that I wanted to write was the transformation of a human to a vampire. Now I wrote some stories, but I didn't want to put them on my blog. I think at this point in my life I'm all about the scary shit. There hasn't been to many movies out there that has really scared me. Most of them are just fucking stupid, my favorite show Supernatural has better writing then these movies. Let me give you some examples; One Missed Call not scary, the plot was dumb, looks like Final Destination. The Mirrors, it didn't go anywhere, and it wasn't very scary. I'm saying bringing in a demon, but where did this demon come from? Why is there only one? I don't know if I want to see My Bloody Valentine 3D. I know Jensen Ackles is in it, but the movie looks like a copy cat of many others. I saw the preview for the remake of Friday the 13th and it looks pretty good, but I still don't know. I might go to the theatres to see it.
Please tell me what you think! Read the book, see the movies if you have not. I want to here what you think. If you have any questions ask them.
And all of the animals can breath on their own, And I can speak for myself, So you can let go. I’ve turned my back, She continues to stare, What are you looking at? I ask. There is nothing left to in the tank. All of my love has been spent, And I have nothing left to give. I was looking at what I had she replies. Have you noticed what is gone? It’s not just happiness, It’s all of are drugs, We used them all, We lost are love, It’s all gone, All used up. And all of the animals can run free, And I can finally be me, I loved you, but I must leave, So take your lonely hands off of me. And don’t look at me with your sad eyes, And I know longer want to hear your sad song. Because you made this come to be, So stop pretending that you can breath, And don’t act like you can speak for yourself. Because you were so far from who you really are. It was all just something you said.
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