Part 2
The next night i had the same dream but it was different.
This time I was in a hospital and they thought I was died so the disconnected me from the machines. I was yelling at them not to but they could not hear me, tears started to run down my face but know saw them.
It's to late to do anything now that they have disconnected the machines.
I realised that the time that i had was thrown into the wind and that i had wasted my time in life.
All of my friends were disaffected in me, non of them cared of what I thought and of what I did, i don't even know why i have friends.
Now that I am here i am searching for Trust, for new friends, to meet new people.
But every where i go all i see is rust and ghost that won't even pay attention to me or talk to me.
Then i see a person with red eyes and black hair with stans of dry and fresh blood on his shirt.
I walk after him and then he starts to walk fast, eventually i lost site of him the i realised this is not just a ghost town but a city of vampires too.
When i saw this vampire I knew it was love at first site.
I heard screaming and so i ran to the terrible scream and i saw the vampire who i was in love with, lying on the floor with a stake in his chest. Then i her someone say Elvis is dead, now i knew his name but it doesn't matter anymore.
While everyone one spreads away, i watch as his body turns into ash. And now love is a satire to me.
