Internal darkness... feeling incomplete, an endless black pit of loneliness. For what is the true color of black? Or white for that matter, and even purple, blue, what's the meaning of true happiness?
These are the questions I must ponder for the rest of my life... Or so I been told but what if I live life to the fullest. I could go to parties, go to clubs.. No I would just regret it and that's just not like me.. Or would I regret not doing it?
"Elizabeth" A unfamiliar handsome voice call me almost desperately.
"Elizabeth.. " The voice call again.. and again but soon their voice was drowned out by loud arguing, Connor? Eren? " I'm not alone " I felt tears but didn't see any "i must be dreaming" I thought to myself.
The darkness slowly disappeared and turned into an natural light but I was still dreaming.
A figure slowly appeared before dream me.
"MR.MYSTERIOUS" I shouted.
He slowly turn around to face me and smile. "Elizabeth" His mouth open but a woman's voice reply. Mom, of course this was all a dream.. Connor.. Eren... True happiness?....
And then for the first time in forever I woke up for real.
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Angel with a shotgun (Discontinued)
FantasyDear dairy what is he hiding and why? I want to know no I need to know but again why? Ugh I seriously should stop asking questions I can't answer.-Elizabeth January 2nd 2016 This story is inspired by the song angel with a shotgun by the cab. I highl...
