CHAPTER 3 : Dimone silenzioto de X.D

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Silence has took over me wishing for death in vain. Dying is impossible for me I had lived 126 years now and I know I can't die now I still couldn't die naturally so I tried suicide. I stabbed myself to death an those wounds they were gone I had no blood in my veins but somehow I still didn't die. I am death I am life I am dead in the inside but not in the outside. That night I got another carving if said " Hey A " I didn't know who was A. I moved France when I was 137. I was homeless for a long time 50 years but for me it was short. My time in there was good and bad. Us homeless, we were treated in a different ways, we couldn't get jobs so we did illegal drug selling in France. Silence was our right when the so called cops came with evidence of drug selling. We were in prison. I found a journal on the corner the journal of X.D. It said "silence was our god silent was us. We are our own God, God's are us we are God's saviours with out us we wouldn't believe in we were dirt, we carved them. Why would wait rather than understand why. That night I got a carving that said hi E.  Us are prisoners of the wealthy and the powerful. Monsters in the dark looking for us and those monsters are us, our inner self, our true self; but when we are in Nirvana we our real self, we are not scared of who we are or who we'll become we are in our greatest level of all. I had lost everything to come to this level a level of reality and leave fantasy. One night I learned linda was killed horizontally I looked at the carvings it was intriguing and a mystery of how he did these things.

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