I looked at myself, searching for even the slightest bit of light. It took so long, but I realized the guilt was the light I'd been searching for all along. As long as it was there, I couldn't be evil.
I looked at my family and friends, looking for compassion that never came. However, I never let them know my pain, so what compassion could I expect? My demeanor betrayed no emotion; yet, it was betraying me.
Most of all, I looked at her, deep into her eyes. I saw a future, one with her. I wanted it so much.
Horrorshow almost 10 years ago
I found this quite moving. A very fine piece of writing.
Brandon Sutton almost 10 years ago
Thank you very much!
Bryan Thomas almost 10 years ago
Very good, Brandon.
Brandon Sutton almost 10 years ago
Thanks!