The beauty of the guilty

 ~"End it! End it all!" The voice kept ringing in my ears. As silent as it was, it had that much intensity. I wouldn't give in to it but I could use some release. I jerked up from my bed as I dashed towards my drawer. I was thoroughly ransacking it for something. Nothing in particular actually. Anything that could give me release now. I wouldn't mind using it. My hands grabbed something; yea, it's a lighter. I brought it out. This could do. I flicked it on and brought it beneath my elbow. The burning sensations lifted my spirit. It's weird but I find pleasure... I was suddenly smacked at my head making the lighter slip from my hand.~--------"Dude, give the book back." I frowned tossing  a coin at him. "There are few things I hate and stopping me from reading tops the list." I dead panned. "Ish, you really need to stop reading books like this. I can't watch you go crazy. It's really weird that you stack your book shelf with varie

I relaxed on one of the sofas. I needed to line my thoughts in one direction. A lot of plans had been structured. The process and sequence was the part I needed to feast on."Give it back, it's mine!" David yelled as he ran down the stairs pursuing someone; I guess Abigail."I take this as your apology." She shouted back.I was right!.."Seriously, I can give anything you want but not my hair dryer." He shouted as I opened my eyes. All these ruckus for hair dryer? Seriously David?"You know it's different from the one here. I am the female here." She argued back as he shrugged."Well, I'm the one with the loose hair. You are making braids babe." He retorted as I shouted. I couldn't take it anymore."Can you guys both turn it down. You just disrupted my stream of thoughts. I really don't like that." I shouted as they nodded. After a few minutes silence, Abigail start