Aug 05, 2009 17:35
The Eye recalls:
They are young.
Two were still awake.
They are talking about the future.
They had carrots with dinner.
Sara is going to be adopted next week.
Micheal is having dreams about swimming.
There is a bright light.
I feel a knot form in my stomach
I must watch slowly.
Tears well in my eyes.
I watch them, slowly discorporating, the beam tearing them apart on what I understand to be a molecular level.
I am crying now.
As the lambent ray incinerates the children, I face upwards, I follow the beam, I find it's source.
They all died.
I will always remember this.
Yet it will not happen now.
Ryan's Blogg:
Had another F#$%^ing "dream" last night. Bunch of kids got incinerated, only in slow motion. I remember like it was one of those science shows where everything's done in 1 frame every 18godbillionth of second, and then they play it one frame at a time. It was disgusting.
Need a damn drink. Need a dozen damn drinks.
This s#$% is getting too much.
Why the $#%^ do I get to remember this @#$% that never happened.
erich tries his hand at fiction!,
egads