Hollow part 37 Apr11
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Hollow part 37

  1. I DON’T KNOW ENGLISH VERY WELL. I JUST WANT TO IMPROVE IT.
  2. I’M NOT A WRITER.
  3. IF YOU SAW A MISTAKE, LET ME KNOW.

Noooo…!!!!! Please no! I fell on my knees, looking directly at staying in front of me figure.

 

The gold hair girl I watched you. I was with you like your Guardian Angel. I didn’t want that. Human don’t interest me, so why… I didn’t want to leave. Why I decided to know your future.

 

Hands. The thousands of hands as if fetters tie me up, not letting to go away. As if prisoner convicted of death by drowning, I’m in barrel. I try to take a breath, but those hands…they pull me into bottom.

 

Who am I? Who am I? Who?

 

You stand over me. My executioner. Your looks… so inscrutable. What are you thinking? Oh, if I could see your face. You accompanied me, but you aren’t my friend.  This knife in your hand. The both hand raised up. Maybe this is my imagination, but I see a smirk on your face. One hit for past, one for present and one for future.

 

Future… my future. Not yours, but mine. My own life!

 

NO!!!! I’M A WINNER. This battle only one from us can win. You still don’t say anything, the knife slip from your hand. I reach my hand, but you don’t move. What kind of game is it? My hand close into a fists. The wall crumble. The water spilled, but you… you just stand still as if most perfect monument. Around us everything is destroyed. We stand in the rubble just looking at each other, until finally you raise you hand. In suspense I’m waiting for you move.

 

Snap.

 

Is that all ?

 

The ground under my feet subside and I fall down. Where? I don’t know. I fell down, screaming until finally my body meet hard ground. I rise and look around. I’m in the middle of nowhere and in front of me stand it. The mirror. I reach my hand and suddenly I hesitate… Then I bit my lips. The choice is only one. I slide the fabric and froze. I can’t say anything. The tears ran down my face. So many years I was waiting for this moment. My face. Is that really me? This real, true me. Not yours, but my dream. The desire of my heart.

 

Who am I? Igone that’s me.

 

 

End of Hollow part 1

 

part 1 here

part 2 here

part 3 here

part 4 here

part 5 here

part 6 here

part 7 here

part 8 here

part 9 here

part 10 here

part 11 here

part 12 here

part 13 here

part 14 here

part 15 here

part 16 here

part 17 here

part 18 here

part 19 here

part 20 here

part 21 here

part 22 here

part 23 here

part 24 here

part 25 here

part 26 here

part 27 here

part 28 here

part 29 here

part 30 here

part 31 here

part 32 here

part 33 here 

part 34 here

part 35 here

part 36 here

part 38 here