Monday, 31 January 2011

THE LAST TRAIN HAS LEFT "FINAL CHAPTER"


With only two hours to go John made it is purpose to finish this book, a book which had captivated him, to the point he could not sleep, he was so gripped, hoping that the end would be the way he wanted it to be.
Grabbing another coffee, he sat back on the large lumpy bed and began to read.
Richard was now at the lowest point in his life, riddled with disease, bitter towards how his life had ended up, twisted with guilt and hatred for the very parents who brought him into this World, he blamed them for everything, he almost wanted them to deny him of everything he gained in an idle attempt to get back some self respect for the sad life he now lead, addicted to drugs he sold everything, all that remained of his parents estate was a large empty house, paintings sold for next to nothing for a quick "fix", furniture dating back to the early 1600's sold at backstreet stores for a quick buck to buy drugs.

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