-lights on and off the motorway passes over me, probably not soon I'll go more in motion, I no longer have a job, I have no money to put gas but it was not always this way .... I was a
like everyone else: 10 minutes
Still, good morning, 1 coffee, I can see this lamp, on sale, lunch, 2nd coffee, I'm back, I go out, good night.
Every day until that day.
Here I'm putting the last 20 € of fuel so that I can get up to finish the night, I do not want to stay dry in the dark.
I was a dead man who did not know he died and I would have preferred to remain so ....
I have a lot of confusion in my head.
'd better start from the beginning ...:
One evening a few months ago after returning from an exit after having taken back my girlfriend at home a rubber fora. After just a few moments someone stood next to me with his car.
He said if we needed a hand and I said no, in short, imagine the situation of cold, sleep, flat tire ... I think I was a little 'sharp'. At that point everything becomes confused. Just kicking and punching heavy as boulders and a voice in my head ... "LOOK."
do not know what I saw but I just know that guy I looked different, I lost consciousness
rotten ... I woke up in hospital someone had heard the screams and called the police.
there, the memory becomes clear: pain.
pain rather than making them completely unconscious I had collected and this was not the worst. I remember every fragment of the dialogues of doctors and nurses while they carried me into the operating room. They talked of this and that and turned to me commenting without regard for my present condition, "but How dare you "was what I thought. I started to answer but I realized I could not get it. Only when they started cutting I realized what was going on ... for some strange reason, the doctors were convinced that I was sedated but in reality I could hear everything they said or I did, I felt the scalpel that cut my meat and the ' the needle stitched, I wanted them to stop crying but I could not, and in the meantime, talked about their squalid lives or cheese or quell'infrermiera with whom they had just had sex the night before. Later I learned that this effect is called anesthesia awareness ... would not recommend it to anyone.
During the operation, I realized one thing; between a twinge of I felt pain and the other a foreign presence in the room someone in that room was not as it seemed, was a sensation of warmth and yet I froze even more than the steel beneath my cold dead body.
After this event was nothing like before.
Now some of the people who cross me seem different, monstrous, utterly at odds with the context, and always told me that Voice ... Watch but I did not want to watch.
Then came the dreams at that point I realized I had started to go crazy.
I could not tell anyone.
lost their jobs, friends, the girl (although I do not remember exactly the order they happened), did not go out more if not extreme necessity and Only in daylight. was at night that most of those things appeared and I did not want to find myself in this world I've taken to calling "Darkness."
The world was full of terrible monsters, and I did not want to have anything to do. One day
forced to leave ... I met one of those creatures. She stared at me and then fled without warning attacked me lose breath in asking for help everywhere but the faces turned toward me were those of grinning abominations. And always that damn voice !!!!!
Now, however, in it there was a new urgency and firmness "face it !!!". I do not know why but I did like it. Tenders that creature in a way that still do not understand. Since then
I understood then in what would be my fate ....
From an early age I had a certainty, a dream: "I'll be a hero" now the dream has come true but I would have preferred to continue to live in my mediocre oblivion.
I withdrew all my savings (not much actually), I filled the backpack and bike bag of supplies in the long run, I was armed and equipped as best I could for the cold. Then I went running and I left. Behind me a ticket just for my own. Before ... I do not know.
my voice and I will assist in driving, sometimes leads me to safe places, others in fighting against these things that I do not know. But I think I have a plan, a goal. I feel that soon overtake and maybe then I can understand what happened and put together some pieces of my life.
But for now the important thing is ... go ahead ... and stay ... in the dark! -
like everyone else: 10 minutes
Still, good morning, 1 coffee, I can see this lamp, on sale, lunch, 2nd coffee, I'm back, I go out, good night.
Every day until that day.
Here I'm putting the last 20 € of fuel so that I can get up to finish the night, I do not want to stay dry in the dark.
I was a dead man who did not know he died and I would have preferred to remain so ....
I have a lot of confusion in my head.
'd better start from the beginning ...:
One evening a few months ago after returning from an exit after having taken back my girlfriend at home a rubber fora. After just a few moments someone stood next to me with his car.
He said if we needed a hand and I said no, in short, imagine the situation of cold, sleep, flat tire ... I think I was a little 'sharp'. At that point everything becomes confused. Just kicking and punching heavy as boulders and a voice in my head ... "LOOK."
do not know what I saw but I just know that guy I looked different, I lost consciousness
rotten ... I woke up in hospital someone had heard the screams and called the police.
there, the memory becomes clear: pain.
pain rather than making them completely unconscious I had collected and this was not the worst. I remember every fragment of the dialogues of doctors and nurses while they carried me into the operating room. They talked of this and that and turned to me commenting without regard for my present condition, "but How dare you "was what I thought. I started to answer but I realized I could not get it. Only when they started cutting I realized what was going on ... for some strange reason, the doctors were convinced that I was sedated but in reality I could hear everything they said or I did, I felt the scalpel that cut my meat and the ' the needle stitched, I wanted them to stop crying but I could not, and in the meantime, talked about their squalid lives or cheese or quell'infrermiera with whom they had just had sex the night before. Later I learned that this effect is called anesthesia awareness ... would not recommend it to anyone.
During the operation, I realized one thing; between a twinge of I felt pain and the other a foreign presence in the room someone in that room was not as it seemed, was a sensation of warmth and yet I froze even more than the steel beneath my cold dead body.
After this event was nothing like before.
Now some of the people who cross me seem different, monstrous, utterly at odds with the context, and always told me that Voice ... Watch but I did not want to watch.
Then came the dreams at that point I realized I had started to go crazy.
I could not tell anyone.
lost their jobs, friends, the girl (although I do not remember exactly the order they happened), did not go out more if not extreme necessity and Only in daylight. was at night that most of those things appeared and I did not want to find myself in this world I've taken to calling "Darkness."
The world was full of terrible monsters, and I did not want to have anything to do. One day
forced to leave ... I met one of those creatures. She stared at me and then fled without warning attacked me lose breath in asking for help everywhere but the faces turned toward me were those of grinning abominations. And always that damn voice !!!!!
Now, however, in it there was a new urgency and firmness "face it !!!". I do not know why but I did like it. Tenders that creature in a way that still do not understand. Since then
I understood then in what would be my fate ....
From an early age I had a certainty, a dream: "I'll be a hero" now the dream has come true but I would have preferred to continue to live in my mediocre oblivion.
I withdrew all my savings (not much actually), I filled the backpack and bike bag of supplies in the long run, I was armed and equipped as best I could for the cold. Then I went running and I left. Behind me a ticket just for my own. Before ... I do not know.
my voice and I will assist in driving, sometimes leads me to safe places, others in fighting against these things that I do not know. But I think I have a plan, a goal. I feel that soon overtake and maybe then I can understand what happened and put together some pieces of my life.
But for now the important thing is ... go ahead ... and stay ... in the dark! -
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