I take a walk out in the streets of my neighborhood, it's around midnight and the air is cold. I wear my favorite hoodie, the one my wife knitted for me. She made it for our anniversary before the accident. My mind filled with nothing but despair in my head, mourning the loss of my family, oh how they couldn't have had a worse fate. I miss them, memories flood into my mind, once again. I've tried to end it all so many times, just so I would know that they're okay, but failed every time. I have no choice but to walk throughout my neighborhood streets, all alone, as I have always been.
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There is and will never be such a thing as true happiness. . .besides, it's all just a chemical used as a mask. A disguise of someone's former self, used to hide the demons that lurk beneath. There is no point in living for me, though I have tried to kick the bucket, I am cursed with having to live with the death of my family. Ugh...I feel light headed, I'm going through a lot lately nonetheless. A-and is the temperature rising? I haven't got a clue, meh, not like it matters, I'm just going to continue walking.
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Delirium
HorrorA man takes a midnight walk alone, what may the inside of his mind have in store for him? Who knows, maybe he'll even have to battle his inner demons, or maybe...the ones around him.
