"Why ? do you realize what you done ?
you ....you .." -Alan Zain
Shards , scattered through the floor
a broken mirror reflected a soul of a man .
Does everything ....everything need to be like this !?
A feeling of sadness and a mixture of madness reflects on him .He looks at the mirror as the mirror reflects himself .
D.I.S.G.U.S.T
The only word he's able to describe himself .
Kring ....Kring ... the alarm rang at seven in the morning .
what time is it ? sigh ....
he picks up a small antique clock beside him , as he started to slowly feel the morning breeze . Slowly he gets up and stretched himself feeling every inch of his body starting to freshen up. After that he walked his way to the bathroom , he opened the bathroom door and washes his face.
Zain ?....
He frozed , he looks at himself
Zain ?
the voice called him 4 time .
Zain , Zain , Zain ,Zain
the voice STOP
Zain calms down and said
What do you want ?
Oh....Zain don't be like that .
I'm telling you what do you want !
CRACK the mirror broke .
Your going to far now .
August .
