UNKNOWNA Story by Francis8i was experimenting with this. i intentionally didn't put some of the punctuationsA kind Kid. Dancing Around the city street, As if he would dance in the city Street, sitting around the corner, While playing together!? with a great partner, a partner, a real human partner, dancing, swaying, and crying? Loneliness or death? Which one is it? The one who made him have that thoughts? That’s what is it! “It” as a thing, playing with a playful thing Is it death or not, existence or non-existence? An unknown existing is watching that kid as he dance sways
and cry The unknown was an existence that came off from a movie A real fun
movie A movie about child abuse When you grew up and went to school said the unknown
existence The kid was bewildered he look at the unknown existence that
existence doesn’t have any features no face no body no traits that you can
conclude whether it’s exist or not I would likely want to taste your body the existence which
was in fact non-existence said it to the shock kid. No no no please stop don’t bother me together with my friend
the kid said as he pointed his finger at the non existence existence What the non existence existence was shock it was shock
because the kid pointed out that they were friends Who is your friend my dear child the existence asked him You said the child Oh sorry I forgot we are indeed friends the non existence
existence became an existence that would became the kid s friend His no face became Caucasian, While his body became Asian, His traits are based off from an Aryan. This was the kid first friend as they indulge in dance
sorrow and possibly death They kept on singing death is near, the death is coming slashing, and stabbing while we playfully played our own blood. Blood splashes through everywhere as the non existence
existence continued to stabs the kid body he was insane and laughing hysterically
the pleasure the came off from the stabbing made the friend cums. THE END © 2016 Francis8 |
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Added on June 25, 2016 Last Updated on June 25, 2016 Tags: no punctuations, surreal, existence, violence AuthorFrancis8AboutA God. Francis = 7 letters God number = 7 Coincidence? I think not.... more..Writing
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