Saturday, January 31, 2009

Death...

I am being a hand of Tommy. He started to talk:

My father was a rich man but we both feel poor in our hearts. We have been missing my mother. Sometimes my father cried and he hid it but I know that because I was same as him. I cry and hide. I and my father died together when we were going to our country house. I was sleeping beside him.He was driving. It was night with full moon as my dad said as same as my mother died. I was dancing with a woman and my dad was smiling at us. Suddenly I heard shout. When I opened my eyes I saw a flash and never know what happened next. All around me, there was dark I had felt flying then I started to fall smoothly. When I opened my eyes I was lying on the bed. I thought I had nightmare, but next to me there was you. I shout and I woke up and did something so I pushed out from your room. After that examtly a month later with a full moon we meet. Hehe, I like look at full moon. 

He smiled at me and sain"I have to go cya"