The First Purge ~ H2OVanoss
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Only the worst would think this night would be a good idea...
Mayhem, destruction, death. Sounds fun right?!
Well, that's what everyone thought at first. Until they realized they're was no hope... no one to care enough to save them when they're scared, lost and broken. Until they realize there isn't any emergancy number to call or a 'Pause, Exit' button like in a video game.
Well that's what Jonothan thought, but he might have had caring friends and and exited and a bright soul with alot of bravery and passion.
But was that enough to save him from the anger in peoples minds, the hate in people hearts and the pain in people eyes.
He could even trust himself, his thoughts tricked him sometimes... schizophrenia. Such a confusing word.
If only he had that shoulder to cry on, a lap to sit on... a mouth to kiss apon.
Lucky for him, some of his dreams wheren't all in his head.
But it always found a way to tear those dreams apart.
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