ETHAN

Biography

I write when im bored 99 percent is nonsense the other 1 percent is also nonsense. keeps me busy and tracks my thoughts through periods of life

Samples

HELL As she walked all alone through the damp, dark night. Whispers slithered round the moon not in sight. Confused and distorted her feelings of fear Crept into her thoughts How did she get here. Glimpses of memory so distant so vague. The darkness overwhelmed, with death like the plague. Scared and alone her location unknown. The wind blew steady a hollow stale tone. Along a brick street she kept right along. Right then silence broke a hypnotic dark song. Harmonizing with wind and the steps of her feet. Everything was attune even her heart beat. Meandering closer still unable to see. She followed her ear the song was the key. Emphatic, illusive gently calling her name. Luring her closer to a dark, devilish game. "HELLO" she cried out, "IS ANYONE THERE?" "IM LOST AND ALONE, PLEASE HELP IF YOU CARE." No answer, no nothing, the song lingering still. Still hastily following against her own will. Unaware, without warning, in a blink of an eye. A shadow emerged, the song gone in the sky. Horrified, astonished stopping dead in her tracks. A voice broke the silence telling her to relax. "WHO ARE YOU? WHERE AM I? CAN YOU HELP ME GET HOME? The man only smirked no emotion was shown. Cautious, drifting closer, approaching the man. She said "DID YOU HEAR ME" on track with his plan. YES I CAN HEAR YOU INTURUPTING MY SONG. YOU CAN NOT BE HERE UNLESS YOU DIDN'T BELONG. "WHAT?" she said softly, "THAT DOESN'T MAKE SENCE." Confusing frustration caused her muscles to tense. "WHERE AM I?" she asked, in a desperate soft tone. "LEAVE" he bellowed out in a horrific loud groan. Frightened and bewildered jumping out of her skin. She was gone in an instant before he stated again. Sprinting the same way she was walking before. Looking behind her, the man was no more. She stopped for a second to catch her own breath. Her heart beating fast scared almost to death. Once again she kept walking, the beaten brick street. Confused more than ever, wishing she could retreat. The darkness still present still unable to see. The chilling cool air dropping by the degree. She noticed ahead, a dismal faint light. Projecting a sign barely standing upright. HELLO WELCOME ALL, is what she made out. Eagerly nearing, veering off of her route. She stopped once again staring up in despair. goose bumps arose fast from the icy cool air. "IS THIS A JOKE" she said angrily, mixed with some fear. The O was crossed out, hope started to clear. HELL WELCOME ALL, is what it had read. A memory flashed, herself not breathing in bed. That was it, why now was she recalling that thought. A needle, some blood, it was gone in the shot. Unwilling, unable, to face the obvious fact. Yet again she kept walking thoughts far from intact. her eyes welled up, a tear rolled down. once again breaking silence, the familiar, soft sound. the song starting up, entangled with wind. bracing herself for the man once again. Just as she thought a shadow appeared. For what he might say she once again feared. HELLO the man said in his icy sharp voice, FREE WILL IS NONEXISTENT, YOUR NOT GIVEN A CHOICE. "WHO ARE YOU?" she said firm still scared for her life. Her mind confessing guilt, she was trying to pray. Instantly, he said, DONT BOTHER TO TRY. ONLY NOW THAT YOUR DEAD, TRYING TO MAKE THINGS SEEM RIGHT. NO FORGIVNESS WAS SOUGHT WHEN YOU WERE ABOVE. SO SELFISH, SO CRUEL INSPITE OF THE DRUGS. YOU CHEATED AND LIED SINCE THE DAY YOU LEARNED HOW. MANIPULATION YOUR FORTE, YOUR ACTIONS SO FOWL. NO REMORSE, NO REGRET, YOU BEGGED AND YOU STOLE. BREAKING HEARTS THAT WERE CLOSEST NOW PAYING THE TOLL. THAT SONG THAT YOU CHASED ONCE AND THEN TWICE. UNABLE TO STOP HYPNOTIZED TO SUFFICE. EACH TIME LEADING YOU DIRECTLY TO ME. MY NAME IS SATEN, IT IS MY PLEASURE TO BE. I WELCOME IN KIND, YOU WILL FIT RIGHT ON IN. AN ABUNDANCE OF DEATH OVERFLOWING WITH SIN. YOU WILL RELIVE EVERY SIN YOU HAVE DONE . AND ONCE YOU ARE FINISHED START BACK FROM SQUARE ONE. Fading strait into black, his shadow disappeared. Darkness and cold, paralyzed by her fear. She once again started walking down the beaten brick way. Eternal damnation, she still walks to this day.

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