Approaching he boardwalk, Ifeel a shiver of fear run through my body. My tears make a stream of black mascara, collecting at my chin. Fear is the outcome of losing control. It is around midnight now, and I could sense another presence lurking i9n the shadows. My tears keep falling, and she kept intruding my thoughts. Fear is the outcome of losing control. The only light that surrounded me comes from the stars. Leaving the boardwalk, I decided to leave myself, and start with a new beginning.
Fear is the outcome of losing control
July 13, 2008