The Hope of Our Nightmare
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I've been having this dream for so long. It always started the same. It always ended the same. My parents say its a memory, but it happened differently. No one listens, no one understands. Every time I look at those two blood-red eyes, it feels like they're coming closer. Am I going to end up like the clown man? What can a guy do in these situations?
She just gets so beautiful every time I see her. My Trinity, she's gone, but then she comes back, crazy. What happened to you Trinity? One day she ignores me, the next she's gone, the next she's killing people because shes crazy? Or crazy for me? Or am I the one who's crazy?
My name is Jordan, and I'm a guy who sucks at summarizing, but this is my story, my story with Trinity.
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