The next morning timmy got up, then left. Didn't bother to do anything. Actually he heard a kid crying, and it annoyed him. He wanted it too stop. So he went to find the kid. Timmy looked everywhere. He couldn't find a damn kid.
The boy gave up and went back to his house. When he did.. he found a little kid crying at his door. How could he not notice that?! No wait.. was the kid even there?
The little kid looked up, then ran away leaving Timmy confused. "Why.. was he here?" He thought.
Well now he wont sleep good. He'll be thinking. He was okay with all of this though.. but it was so sudden. This all just started to happen! Was he going insane? He don't know.
He thought he might as well just sit outside. He needed some air.. atleast. The male smiled while whatching everyone in his neighborhood. The neighborhood he lived in. The same one he loved. Really it didn't bother him. Eventually there was a little girl who walked by him. She said a few things. "Hello desire you're my old friend, but i don't need you here again" Desire.... heh, everyone has a desire, but what's his desire?...
That makes more thinking.. "The pain and the pleasure all come together, there's no reason why" "No reason.. why? Huh? There has to be a reason." He thought. "I feel like a criminal" Maybe he was a criminal.
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The crooked lady was watching from a distance. She's not a spirit, not zombie. Maybe she is. She doesn't know, all she knows is that she's just alive and watching The one she'll help. "Your not a criminal." She whispered to herself.
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One, criminal
Two, Animal
Three, Typical
Four, Wake up call
Five, I cannot find this.
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Timmy got up and went inside. He went into his work room and sat down. "Criminal, Animal, Typical, Wake up call, I cannot find this...... why do i have a feeling it has a meaning?" Timmy gripped his hair and looked down. "This is annoying!" He threw his papers on the floor and left..." maybe a relaxing bath would help" He muttered to himself. "Yea.. a bath.."
Timmy got into the bathroom and stared at the mirrow... "Check the closet" It said. He ignore it. It had to have a meaning right?! He got undressed and slipped into the bath that had warm water. "All this... is stress" He thought to himself. Sighing as he slumped back. "Maybe.. I'll think this out"....
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There was a crooked lady.
Her love torn away.
he left within a day.
She felt like a criminal.
One criminal.
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Timmy was getting sleepy and he hasn't finished his bath.. Then someone spoke in his ear.
"Here your troubles and woes will vanish"
"What..? Who are you?" He asked sleepily. Sleepiness was taking over. "Just.. a" Before the voice could finish he passed out.
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"Just... a...thing" the crooked lady whispered before she realized he was alseep. She chuckled. "Make sure you check the closets... cause soon.. I'll be your enemy yet a friend" She smiled. "I may be dead, but I'll help you.. more like you'll help us both"
