Had the price of looking been blindness, I would have looked.

As she ran down the road, she darted left and right. Her eyes that is. She scanned back and forth, here and there. They can follow her. They can watch her. And they do. As she looked around her surroundings, the world flashed blue, blue, all different colours! She was worrying herself to death. But they where after her!! She must keep running! As she ran, she kept on seeing things she knew weren’t real. Seals. Otters. Whales. Birds. Starfish. They were all extinct such a long time ago. So long ago in fact that the only reason she knew these animals existed was because she liked to read. But that doesn’t matter now. All that matters is getting out. Getting out of this tunnel. The tunnel that never seemed to end. The cold metal under her feet and the breeze whipping against her face and semi-naked body sent shivers up her spine. They gave the adrenaline to keep on running. If she doesn’t they will get her.

As she kept running she kept on hearing the same word over and over again in her mind. Veronica! Veronica! Veronica! VERONICA! But that didn’t matter now that was in the past now all of that was in the past. Now that they where after her no name mattered. Because if they caught her, nothing mattered. Because you where dead. As she kept running she looked left and right, scared that they would pop out of places to grab her, plunging their strange instruments inside her fragile arms. She didn’t know what they wanted but they where tortuous. They where going to kill her, she knew it. As she reached the end of the tunnel, she heard alarms behind her, and she could hear them running after her. She pushed through the doors and ran into the cold night, into the forest. They would not find her there.

As she kneeled behind a tree she waited and looked to see where they were. She didn’t dare make any noise or they would hear or see her. And if they did she was dead. Then they started appearing. Groups and Groups of them. Some white. Some Blue. Some Red and White. They seemed to stand out in the dark, like they had strange glows emanating from around them. She sat there and counted. 30. 35.40. There were so many of them. Looking for her. They really wanted her dead. Just then she saw bright colours around her. Like rainbows flying around. The weather began to change and animals appeared in front of her. They were hissing, quacking, howling. What was happening? Did they notice her? All of a sudden, she began to pant hysterically, then everything went black.

When she came to, they were all around her, when some of the big ones picked her up and carried her back into the big building. She shuddered once more at the name of the building:

Smileytown Mental Institution.

Her boyfriend watched the snow fall

The darkness stunted growth

The death and stench of dead

Fell on his clean washed hands

Ooh babe what did you breathe out of turn for?

You will have to bathe with the dead now.

All hail the pain for a greater day

A day which brings about death anyway

And when the days of pain are through

The fate of the future lands clearly on you.

When they marched away from yielding light

No logical ending was in sight.

The death, the pain was it all in vain?

Was the death of sanity worth all this fight,

When more dead pile up and give in to this might

Of a crumbling destructive endless cold night?

Ooh babe what did you breathe out of turn for?

Go march into your cold shallow grave now.

All hail the pain for a greater day,

A day which brings about death anyway

And when the days of late determine your fate,

Don’t pray to the Lord you betrayed.

hey i am 17 and 9 months and 23 days old and i go to boarding school in Adelaide. I am in year 12 and it sucks so much, so does boarding school, and so does my family...what can i say? the only satisfaction i get out of life is going out with my friends on weekends, which i dont seem to do much of anymore becoz i am in year 12 and it sucks so much.

i am like any other girl. i have loved and lost. i have been fucked over by my fair share of shitty arsehole guys and gotten my own agaisnt them. Haha they deserved it. My best friend is Caitlin we have been through so much together and i miss her we hardly see each other anymore. She is 18 and i am jealous. Damn i can wait 3 months i want to be 18 now. Oh well i guess i better enjoy being underage. It is no fun doing things when they are legal...

nothing else to say. i am out