I can barely even look at the sky without feeling so horrible scene of a great nothing hiding around the corner. thing move in ways that they should not, my mom stands behind me crying still over her dog that she is going to kill soon, at least i know that that's real. did i really even see holly, or was it just some figment of my mind shattering into a million tinny peaces, each one with its own crazy smile. I hate Kile for that, it was never crazy before he said so. at lest i didn't think so. to show my thoughts is nothing , not when you don't know my name.