Chill of Night ..chap. 8 pt. 2 Adam sighed as I started the car. "I'm really sorry, baby. I really didn't mean for this morning to happen! I'm so so sorry, I hope You'll forgive And I shouldn't have run off like that afterwards either I'm so sorry Raina!" I'd thought he was over with all the apologies but he wasn't.
"Adam, its fine. I forgive you." I said with a smile. "I understand Its just the spree I know you didn't mean anything "
He frowned and looked at me through his black fringe. "It still doesn't make it rig
Insanity is Only the Beginning 1.0Chapter 1 pt 1
(intro) There is a shadow that follows me, a mirror image of who I could be, of who I am. It always has a hold on me but I can't let it take me.
Dreams are reality and reality becomes a dream when you're insane that's just how it is. I can't distinguish between light and dark, night and day, dreams and reality, memory and nightmare. It's all the same here in my insanity.
White rooms and white hallways, doctors or demons, whats the difference? Injections, Drugs, Pills They numb me but they never truly take away the voice that I hear. It's my voice, but darker, more biting and tense.
It brings back memories of dreams, or dreams of memories I can't tell the difference now.
Sometimes I'll remember my childhood, when my father used to beat me Bad memories like that I try to erase but my dark side always brings them back. Sometimes I remember good things though, like my girlfriend She was a be
Chill of Night ..chap. 8 pt. 1Chpt. 8 Pt. 1
Adam, Mikey and I gathered our things and left the rink shortly after the incident. Adam kept apologizing and I kept on telling him that it was okay. I was over the whole ordeal, now that I understood what had happened. Nonetheless, Adam still felt bad about it even after Mikey and I tried to reassure him. The more he apologized the more tense he seemed to become no matter how many times I told him it was okay he still seemed to get more flustered.
We all piled our stuff in the back of the land rover then got in, Adam took the passenger seat and Mikey climbed in the back. I started the car and looked at Adam who was playing with a tear in his jeans.
He was looking down with a somewhat forlorn expression on his face; I couldn't really see his eyes because his black hair hung down over them.
Writing ThoughtsI was thinking about starting another story, either about a soldier or pilot in the Vietnam War, or some form of Fanfiction (Maybe Adommy or Adauli)... Any thoughts on that would be great
I've always wanted to write a story about war because a lot of people close to me have served in a branch of the military. My dad was in Vietnam for a few years when he was young and I've heard some pretty amazing stories from him. If I wrote a story about the Vietnam war I could include some of his personal stories into it and I thought that would be kind of cool.
I also love Adam Lambert and I've always wanted to try my hand at writing fanfiction...
I dunno, what would you guys like to read more, Fanfiction or a War story?