Writer's Block: Mentor Me

[Error: unknown template qotd]I'm gonna say the Parker has definately been a huge influence in my life.

But I'm not gonna gush over it.

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Is It Worth All This?

I'm not talking about anyone on this website. But, don't you agree that there are just some people that just........ How do you say..... just don't click? Like, they're so awkward that nobody wants to have them as a friend? They're just annoying to everybody, and they just can't GET IT THROUGH THEIR THICK SKULLS that nobody wants them around!

There are a few of those people I know in life. Chris, Asia......... Those are the only two. I just don't get those people.

I had a dream last night that I had a job. And every time I think about it, I know how sad it really is. =[

I'm typing this in my brother's room while he's away because my keyboard broke. My life isn't really that great is it? Damn. I need money.

The story so far

Sweat was dripping down my face. Fog was clouding my vision every time I huffed. The thoughts kept pounding in my head, it was almost unbearable, and yet I kept running. The cold wind in my face meant nothing, nothing compared to those guys with the ropes and sneers. With their boners and their lack of brains.

Nothing like alcohol and adrenaline to make you run like hell.

I didn't hear anything except my own breath, and yet I kept going. Kept going until I didn't know where I was, and that's when I collapsed in a pile of snow near a park. Nobody was around, nobody could see me coughing and grabbing my sides in agony. Nothing was worse than this, I thought. Nothing like nightmarish thoughts and lack of breath to make you wish you could just pass out already. I sat up and hugged my knees, but nothing could get their faces out of my head.

There were three of them, all out to get in my pants. I had walked out of the bar calmly, ignoring them. They wouldn't ignore me though. They followed me, and stupid them didn't stay quiet. So I knew they were there, and I had started running. They ran after me, but they couldn't keep up. They were way more drunk than I was. Thankfully.

But now I didn't know where I was, and nobody was there to give me directions. Hell, I had just moved here. I didn't know anybody in the whole city. I was in some neighborhood, that's all I knew. And a pretty rich one too. I had illegally run through their gigantic golf field. Thankfully nobody had seen me, what with those huge lights on the field and everything.

I sat there, shivering my ass off, too weak to go sit on something not ice, when I heard footsteps. It was so sudden when I turned around, my sides started hurting again. I looked into the dark, and didn't see anyone. They came again, from a different direction. I turned more slowly this time, and saw someone.

A man in all black.

The wind kicked up, and I saw his long ponytail waving like a flag. He was standing in the shadows.

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cliffhanger! whoot.

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