Buzzing. All I hear us buzzing. Sounds of talking and people fade away to the soft fuzziness if the sound. I can't remember where I am, what I'm doing. When did these sounds start? I continue to put one foot in front of the other.
Putting my hand on the door knob, I feel a spark of purple electricity go into my hands and up into my torso. The pain is searing.
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"Jen Abel Darius, you can tell my parents hate me, who names their son Jen anyways? But that's what you get when your dad's a drunkard. My mom is french, I think she meant to name me Jean.My dad always messes these things up.
"I've been getting these weird feelings recently, could they be related to the dreams? And the things I see, I don't think other people can see them, but it's only my imagination, right? I doubt anyone else actually see armored people in the shadows beckoning you, but then again, it was dark that day, and I was tired. I'm perfectly normal.. I think. The part in find the most strange though, is where I get into these dazes, and before I realize it, I'm on the ledge of a tall building or on some bridge in the woods nearby. I can almost feel the electricity from the last time it happened, this is when I really started questioning my sanity.
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A/N: so, whatdyah think? should I write it? yeah no? thanks for giving your time to read this and don't forget to give feedback!
