“We do not have to visit a madhouse to find disordered minds...
† ..... ● ● ...... Z a c h a r y . B u r n s ...... ● ● ..... †
...our planet is the mental institution of the universe.”
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×× ×× ... Zachary took the guitar carefully and first checked every string, then adjusting them to be in different tunes, and then he started playing the melody. Despite the fact that all the strings werent tuned right, the melody of the song turned out well. He closed his eyes and his face seemed so clam as he let his fingers glide across the neck of the guitar and his other hand pick each string, the melody played with complete perfection. And then the girl started to hum another tune, and his song stopped abruptly. He clenched his jaw and quickly adjusted the strings back in tune before handing the guitar back to her. Once she had taked the guitar, he turned on his heal and hurried out of the room, shutting the door standing still infront of the door, as if scared to take another step.
Zach. Come closer to me. Im right here, come on. You know you have to. Its me, I'll eat your soul. Your parents told me to come get you. The voice echoed in his mind, as if bouncing off the walls of his brain, and they got louder and louder. He covered his ears and slid to the floor, rocking backwards and forwards, trying to ignore the voice. "Its a lie! Its a lie. They dont excist. Stay away. Stay. Away!" he cried and dug his nails in to his ears. Oh how he wanted to rip his ears off. ... ×× ××
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