Banished & Vanished

SittIng on the staircase while she tries to resist the leeway of pallow. I've layed her circulation down. I'm the reason for the red stripes on the floor. I'm everything in a nothing. A man without a regress in progress. 

You may now read this and think that I enjoy to listen to the sound of gone heartbeats.

 But it's not like that ...it's even worse. Since they've transfered me to an another island, rules started to vanish away. The system became a rotten rose since I've joined it so they severed my gentel grime away. 

I look back and realize why my head doesn't prefer rotate. It's allergic to nostalgia. Now I'm where I was supposed to be. On a syllabus for future villians and monsters. People you despite the fact that they like to bath in treason of themselves you invite to a teaparty. I like to drink my shaking fingers away whenever I need to drown them into the lake to say "Hi" to Nessie.

 I'm not a Scottish nut, I'm a banished enfant you try to remove from your bowel. Remember it. Before you see me sitting on the staircase,

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

eeeeeeeeeeeeyow! i'm scared now!!! for me your story is very engrossing ... i love your use of the language ... have to read this a couple more times ... like a movie one loves but knows at the end they have missed something ... top notch who is who ... :)
E.

[Jeannette Lunete]

Thanks E. for reading and reviewing