The End

How sad life can get when you know that every breath you take maybe your last. When you look in the eyes of those who has been always fighting by your side and all what you see is the beginning of your end.when choices have to be made. You look back at your life and find that all the difficulties that shook your world seem small. You remember some of the smiles you left behind knowing that they are not to be back. Someone has to fight the good fight, that's the only thing you know for sure. And finally, we all get what we deserve.
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The vision girl

Diaries Of A Lover

When she is weak, I fell weak too. I hold her close. Trembling between my hands she lays her head on my chest. She doesn’t know that but after a while I feel strong forgetting that that I’m the one who is supposed to make her feel that way. Sometimes I wish if I can put all of her pains in a bubble and blow it away with the cold winds of autumn. I wish it was as simple as that. Afterwards, we avoid looking at each other in the eyes because we are afraid the eyes will tell. The only way to avoid this is lying on our bed next to each other staring at the ceiling holding hands, and waiting to sleep, hoping that tomorrow things will change!

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The vision girl

Dirty little secret ''We all have secets, some are nice, some are silly, and some are dirty''

It's always dark when I come from a mission. People are always sleeping. I open the door carefully so I don't make a noise. I go straight to the bathroom, and I throw up. Not every time. Only sometimes, when the victim struggle and beg. I wash the blood off my bare hands. Then I find out that I haven't taken off my mask yet. I take it off then my clothes and I take a shower then, another one then, another one. I try to wash the dirt, then I realize it's inside. A dog barking draws my attention back to the running water. Then I finish. I wear my stripped pajamas which my wife bought me. I put my black clothes in my hand bag on the knives then I bury them in the garden. I open my son's bedroom's door silently. I kiss him then pull the comforter to his chin and go to my bedroom I lay on my back beside my *sleeping* wife. When her hands touch mine a chill comes over me. And I remember faces of those whom I had to kill for money. I close my eyes then I open them quickly so that I don't fall asleep because I know they'll haunt me. My wife doesn't know that one of my victims was her father, and the money we bought the house with was the price. Now I see the look of her father's frightened face every time I look at her, at my son. I work as a back clerk in the morning you know. Sometimes I look at her and the words of who I am are on the tip of the tongue. I heal people in the morning and I kill them at night. I wish I could know a reason that justifies my killings, but the only thing I know about them is where they live and that they pissed off my bosses. Well I guess everyone has a secret. It's just mine is a dirty little one. I am a replacement killer!!
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The vision girl

EVERYONE HAVE A HAPPY RAMADAN WE KOL SANA WE E7NA MEN ALLAH AKRAB

Too late

Lying on the cold ground, I kept staring at the moon. Not that I wanted to, but my eyes kept staring. I had no other choice. The sounds were fading. Even my voice, I kept calling but nobody seemed to hear me. The air made my hair cover one of my eyes, and I couldn't move it away. I was not moving. I saw a face, a familiar one. Darling I need some help. Yes, move my hair. No, don't close my eyes, it is dark. Don't leave me in this darkness. Pull me from the wreckage. Yes, hold me close … ah not so tight. I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere. Keep holding don't let me go. Now I see you holding me and crying. Why are you crying? Why I can see me. Why am I flying away? Bring me to you. Keep me between your arms. Breathe into me. Just keep me worm 'cause I'm frozen. This can't be it. There must be something more you can do. Don't let me die. Not here, not today. I'm not ready to die today in some alley in the dark. I still haven't wrapped your birthday present. I still haven't made you the chocolate cake you love. I still haven't told you I love you, not more enough. I still haven't seen our son, first day at school. I haven't grown old with you like I promised. I guess it is too late now… too late.

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The Vision Girl.

"before publishing anything i'd like to say that i've been writitng such stories since i was 13 years old and now i'm 18"

Lost souls

I can’t believe I’m wearing my suit to go to your funeral. I turn around as if you are here helping me wearing my jacket. I bend down to wear my polished shoes and I kneel on the ground and cry. You were supposed to go mine, not me going yours. My friends are here comforting me but I can’t hear a word. The way to the cemetery is the hardest. I have to move forward to reach a place where I should put the dust on you, and write your name on the gravestone and couple of words that are supposed to sum up your life, or what we had. And I remember every time I said no to something you wanted. Then it is over, the day ends and I have to go back home and sit alone in my chair next to the bed where I used to sit and watch you sleeping. I know I have to pull it together to move on and be able to live, but what if I don’t want to live. What should I do to be with you like you’ve always been with me? I keep rewinding the days we spent, and the day I lost you too. And I regret not knowing you earlier or loving you more than I do. I will always wear your ring, but will that last the memory of you. I don’t know, but I know one thing; I don’t want to carry on without you.

The Very End.

written by: the vision girl

The end of two lovers

She with him

She _Hold me close to you; I want to die between your arms

Him _No, I’m not letting you die, not tonight. You are going to die old. Do you hear me?

_Thanks… for everything, for everyday we spent together, thanks. These were the best days in my life ever.

_Stay with me and we will live together happier days than those.

_I can’t. They are calling.

_No not tonight, I’m not ready. Just stay with me.

_Tell everyone that I didn’t suffer. Tell them it was like falling asleep. Tell them I say thanks for every good day spent with them.

_You will tell them yourself.

_There is one thing I wanted to tell you. You are the….. I…. you are the best person I’ve ever known. I fell in love with you since the moment I saw you.

_And I love you. Please stay. Don’t die. You are the only one who makes things easier. Everything has a meaning since I knew you. I even have a reason to come back home sound. I …

_Take one last look at me. Remember my face. Remember my smile. Remember my hair.

_Someone wake me up from this silly dream. I don’t want to go through this. Not tonight. Not with the dearest one to my heart.

_It won’t last forever. Soon you will forget this night, and you will forget everything about it.

_No I won’t. This will live with me till my death. You will live with me forever.

_I don’t want forever. I just want now. Tell me something I don’t know

_You are too good to be true, an angel walking among us. Being with me is your huge mistake. You deserve a better person. Someone who stays in front of you all the time, thinking how beautiful you are

_You told me something I know you silly…

_Talk… why did you suddenly stop? Oh you are tired I guess. Okay I will close your eyes, put you gently in your bed, and maybe tell you a story. If you don’t want to talk it’s okay. I know you are … you are… ti….

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written by:The vision girl

A picture

In a picture I see a day, a happy moment frozen forever. In a picture I see my past, and touch it. In a picture, I see my friends, even the ones who are not here. I see smiles that vanished a long time ago and never came back. I see peace in happy eyes all are looking at one place, the camera flash. Sometimes, I see people move, hear their voices speaking, laughing, and happy. And sometimes I make them wet with my tears, but sometimes it is just a picture, an object with no soul. Just a memory of smiles we had left behind. A moment we had lost in the middle of nowhere. A picture, just a picture hanging on a miserable wall.

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written by: the vision girl