Yet another post-apocalyptic marching band story, featuring relatively the same people/names as my other one "ashes of eden" but with a completely different plotline.

A short horror story.

All of us were in the middle of the session of confusion and conclusion

Some of them barely get out of the hallucinations

Mirage yourself of your own

Sometimes it’s coming nowhere but out of the blue

Confusion

Eventually, everyone got into the confusion

Seems like it’s part of our lives

Running around not knowing the end

Makes us go to the vacillating

Deathly quiet time leaves you in silence

Conclusion

The very primary thing you can get from this piece of pages is a way to the universe around you and a shortcut to your deeper thoughts and the thoughts of everyone around you.

Hope you had a great journey and wish you got something remarkable thing for life.

The conclusion will be vital for the line till each they split up their lives. As long as we go everything will be remembered and everyone will be forgotten.

Made your Conclusion Now Or Never.

I’ve seen a lot of dramas in people’s life

They thought I can’t see them or know them

What you made to think that way

When I realized, you will never know what I’m thinking

Through your smile of yours, I saw the mirage

The people who do hallucinations

Can be caught eventually

Most people do that way

I don’t know why, what is the thing they are going to gain from it

That’s is the only question leave with me all the time & all night

Question?

Jamie has to visit his Aunt Graham for Christmas, who recently moved into an old mansion. Exploring through the house and then the attic, he finds an old game console connected to the TV. He doesn't realize the game is haunted and he gets locked into the attic upon turning the game on. Now, he has to sit through a primitive retro game, filled to the brim with traps and jokes pulled on him.

I loved him. Being in love with someone toxic for you fucking sucks. He'd hurt me, then apologize, break me, then hold me. It wastoxic.. But it was the most real love I'd ever had. He was my everything and I was his. I don't think I'll ever let you go and I will stop at NOTHINGuntil I bring you back...

[Discontinued do to Techo's passing]

Calm down. Calm down. Calm down. Calm down. Calm down.

“I—need… I need my meds.” Where were they? He could already feel his heart starting to beat faster. His breathing was slowly growing erratic, “W-where are my meds? I-I can’t find them!”

Focus, focus, focus. Ground yourself. Three objects… some books. A chair. A window. Four clothing. My blue shirt. Nike sneakers.

Kei latched onto Stephen's... no, Teff's shoulders for support as he shut his eyes, waiting for the medicine to take effect and waiting for her voice to leave her head. He breathed in and out. Calming breaths. Calm breaths.

“What’s around us, Kei? Come on, talk to me.”

A fake smile and a creature only for him to see.

Tokishima Kei is a young college student, a normal Japanese born  who migrated to America for his studies. However, he wasn't like everybody. Kei suffered from hallucinations and schizophrenia after an incident back when he was in high school that nobody really felt comfortable mentioning.

All he wants is to live a normal life... and yet it still wouldn't leave.

Why

There was once a woman who had accomplished all of her goals, and at a very early age. She was not at all content, everything was boring and it felt as if she no longer had a purpose in life. Until she had  a new dream.

It's a dream, the kind you have when you sleep. There was something strange about it though, it was incredibly vivid. In this dream were seven children all alone, what does she do when she could dream nothing but this?

This was a dream I had when I was seven years old, and so I decided to write it as a story. I wrote it down when I was young but my writing was kind of indecipherable, so I rewrote it. This is the result: