Monday, October 23, 2006
he dragged his heavy body with his exhausted legs til he arrived at the lift lobby.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
and its been so long
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
zomg. my blog has been dead for like, a month.
with the little strength he had left, he pushed the button to go downstairs.
his head hung low as if keeping it upright was far too tiring.
his breath was heavy; he was close to panting.
beads of sweat glistened on his forehead.
after what seemed to be forever, the lift doors finally parted.
thankfully, no one was in it.
he took two steps forward, into the lift.
he waited for the doors to close.
after descending a floor, he got off.
he stepped out of the lift and turned to his right, where he began his journey.
he took another right, and then a left.
a long, dark and intimidating corridor he was faced with.
his head was still face down.
he trudged down the daunting tunnel, his destination seemed so far.
inch by inch he drew closer.
the droplets of sweat now rolled down the sides of his pale face.
at the end of the corridor, he was faced with two doors.
he approached the door on the right.
he mustered all his remaining strength and knocked on the door. three times, slowly.
the door opened.
he looked up and smiled weakly,
then lifted up his left hand slowly, and waved at her.
"help me,"
and an earsplitting scream tore into the silence of the night.
for blood trickled down his arm
from where a knife had stabbed, right through his palm.
etched at 10:11 AM
since these tears have rolled down my cheeks.
etched at 2:32 PM
fricken dont feel like blogging. urgh.
but thanks anyway, for still coming to visit my blog.
even though theres nothing new. lol.
okay bye. again.
etched at 7:19 PM