{ 5:53 PM }

{ 1:42 AM }

{ 1:37 AM }




He burst through the church door.
Sweating. Panting.
An insane fury burned in his eyes.
Father: Child what is wrong?
Pyro: I'm just so...so ANGRY!
Father: Why are you angry child?
Pyro: I don't know...I just ...I just....
Father: Who has angered you child?
Pyro: I DON'T KNOW ! JUST SHUT UP AND GO AWAY!
Father: Why are you angry?
Pyro: I just am. And...and...I don't know why, and it just makes me angrier.

I feel like destroying.

I feel like burning.

running away.......


Pyro: I just! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Pyro: TELL ME WHY I'M ANGRY??????????????

Father: I can't. Only you can.

The air started to waver.
The temperature rising.
As if heat waves radiated from Pyro's body.

Pyro: TELL ME WHY I AM SO ANGRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The pews combusted , as the inferno from his mouth engulf the church, incinerating everything in it's path. The raging fire clawed it's way against the ceiling. Screaming for a way out!

Pyro: Why don't you run old man.

Father: I am going no where,until you tell me why you are angry.

The flames died away....the obliteration ceased....
Pyro knelt onto the floor, the wetness on his cheeks reflected the chandelier overhead.

Pyro:Why I am angry father?

Father:Because you like the power that comes with it.
The power to destroy and hurt.

Pyro:But i would never hurt anyone that did me no wrong.

Father:Yes Child i know.

He place his hands on Pyro's shoulder as he wept.
Gazing around at the charred remains of the church that surrounded him.

Father: Yes Child I know.

The Chandelier creaked overhead, it's wooden beams loosen by the rage of Pyro.
The Reverend looked up just in time to see the wooden beams snap.

Pyro felt a massive shove against his chest followed by a resounding crash.


Minutes late.
His screams echoed through the empty church.
As the impaled Reverend's lifeless eyes watch him run away again.

{ 10:57 PM }

{ 3:58 AM }




The Gun.
In his hand.
The Note.
On the ground.
I was.............
supposed...............
to walk in the room...............
and leave with only one of you. and the other? what other ?


I was supposed to.
I was fickle.
I was hesitant.


Which would hurt more?
The Gun?
The Note?


Use only one.
The Gun?
The Note?


Use the Gun.
End the past.
The Note burns within.


Spare the Gun.
Open the future.
The past like buried bullets come back to haunt you.


One shot!
Loud and Clear.
They both left the room.


He lies on the floor.
Hole in the wall.
In front of him.


The Note.
In his hand.
The Gun.
On the ground.


Untold secrets.
Leave no evidence.
Even the murderer is kept in the dark.


Alas, regret eats the last of him.
His fist clenched no more.
Free is the crumpled note.

On the corner.
Barely visible.
A tiny "If"

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{ 9:25 PM }




Really I am bored.
I've not done anything productive/meaningful so far.

I'm bored!
No job.
No Money.
No life.
HAHA!

On a more postive note, i have survived!
I survived without a domestic helper for 1 week!
She went back to The Phillipines on the 6th and will be working again when she comes here tonight(11th).
THANK GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
didn't think i would survive any longer...


Class chalet was soso, rather wet.
I went on the second day and everyone just looked tired, but i still had fun though!
I'm not really going to start the i miss and love everyone speech because frankly i think we will meet and gather together next year.

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{ 9:25 PM }