Kool_Kush

Rory had not bathed for four days, Hasn`t shaved for six months.
He gazed upon the roaches crawling and squirming around on the floor.
He slowly stepped over to the window in his slummy apartment and transfixed his eyes on the kids shooting hoops.

"What it would be like to be a kid again living a fairy tale fantasy life not knowing the cold truth and realities of the real world." As he uttered those words a tear slowly trickled down his cheek and he gazed around the room as it slowly became distorted and dissapeared.

The men were after him again he seen them materialize from the dark corners of the vibrant dark abyss that had enveloped him, "It is time Mister Weishaupt." He screamed and cried pulling his hair "Get out of my life leave me alone WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!!!!"

They stared deeply into his eyes mesmerized grabbing him with their thousands of arms smiling destructive grins, "We have you we always have we control you."

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Excuse me while I light my spliff good God I gotta take a lift

Kool_Kush

I know it sucks lol

bobmarleyfan

Not bad man you should write some more.

Im guessing the guy was schizophrenic? Or a bad trip lol either way doesnt sound very pleasant

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Lighten up while you still can, don't even try to understand,
Just find a place to make your stand, and take it easy.

Kool_Kush

I plan on writing some more I plan on making it more trippier but yeah the dude is mental hes paranoid and delusional

mastro

thats a really good start, keep going

Kool_Kush

He closed his eyes shutting them tight and letting out a blood curdling scream that could be heard for miles around.

He suddenly opened up his eyes to see no one around he stormed off to the bathroom locking eyes with his reflection in the mirror then gazed at the fresh tract marks on his right arm.

"What the fuck have I become,Who the fuck am I,Where the fuck am I?!"

He suddenly heard voices in his head mumbling and whispering distorted things he covered his ears and darted out of his apartment and down the stairs of the building as fast as he could go one foot in front of the other shouting.

He put the keys in the ignition and slowly turned the car on he then stuck his foot to the pedal listening to the rev of the motor.

"Goddamn it, stop this or I`m gonna stop it myself!"

He slammed the car into drive and pressed his foot down on the accelarator doing 100mph he headed downtown with one destination in mind.........

He arrived at the gun shop flinging the car door open stepped out enraged and slammed it hard his neck twitched and he laughed a nervous laugh as he stepped into the gun shop knowing he would not submit to this mental and emotional distress or put up with the torment any longer.

atthedrivein

Try to avoid starting every sentence with " He ".