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Aiden Quarwen
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Stitch Up My Emptiness Cause Your the Death of Me

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Confession
« Thread Started on Jan 6, 2008, 2:43am »

Aiden seems to frantic, almost in a hectic state of mind. He grabs the nearest object, which happens to be a lamp, and throws it against the wall with great force. The object shatters as he quickly runs to a mirror. He looks at himself gazing fiercely at himself. The anger rises inside of him as he frantically pulls out a stick of eyeliner. His pain is so thick, maybe something could hide his emotions. He takes a breath and attempts to put the makeup on very shyly and accurately. He suddenly stops as he begins to rake the eyeliner down his eyes creating a vary of streaks. He takes his fist back and rams it into the mirror. The mirror shatters, as the lamp did, as Aiden stares at his reflection in the remaining pieces of the mirror. He collapses to the ground and hugs his knees as the blood trickles down from his clenched fist.

Aiden Quarwen: "Lovely how everything can change in a blink of an eye. I'm still waiting though, everything has gone from kiss to kill. But how could you blame me. This school's classes are like ghost towns and the people are invisible to everyone...including me."

Aiden puts his head down as blood slowly begins to drip from the ceiling. He looks up as the cold liquid pours upon his head. The shock of seeing the red liquid puts him into a panicked stage. A loud buzzing can be heard as Aiden looks around the room in confusion. Aiden picks himself up quickly as he stumbles out of bed. He quickly picks himself up from the floor and runs towards the nearest mirror. He runs his hands through his hair and checks his eyes with a raised interest. He looks around his room before calmly picking up his bag from the floor and checking the clock.

7:30 A.M.

Just in time for him to leave and head off to school. Aiden checks himself in the mirror one last time, adjusting his track jacket and pushing his hair over to one side of his face. He calmly walks out of the door and turns back to his room breathing a sigh of relief. He closes the door as a small click confirms this. The view pans over Aiden's bed sheets as a small puddle of blood can be seen along with several pieces of broken glass. The camera zooms out and a stick of eyeliner can be seen on Aiden's red rug.

Fade to black.

« Last Edit: Jan 6, 2008, 2:43am by Aiden Quarwen »

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Name: Aiden Quarwen.
Gender: Male.
Age: 18.
Grade: Freshman.
Job: Hot Topic.
Classes: Advanced D&P, Band, US History, and Algerba.
Interests: Art, Photography, and Music.

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