ANNABEL Part II

He tried whispering and making someone he loves knows how he much he loves her.

“If only you could see you're the only girl I've ever dreamed of.”

Believing someone we love has died feels like biggest ecstatic runs away and never come again.

“Should I apologize to such pathetic eyes? Just the sight of you has made me safe tonight. It was your poison kiss that turned me into this. Then again there is a chance you could be right.”

He doesn’t even believe the permanent fate has been given to her. He imagines if his love were still by his side.

“Darling, will you please take a walk with me?We can count the stars that disappear. I wish you could see you're the only girl I've ever dreamed of. Are you satisfied?”

Heartbroken and terrified, he buried her in his basement and flees away to face his real life. But, he is wondering why and why.

“What fate has led me here? Oh please forgive me dear. I don't know if I could survive on my own. I could have married you, instead I buried you. Now we'll see if I could fall asleep alone.”

“Darling, will you please take a walk with me?We can count the stars that disappear. I wish you could see you're the only girl I've ever dreamed of. Are you satisfied?”

The true nightmare has been coming. Desperate and hopeless really stabbed and feels like worst dagger.

“The nightmare's coming tru. (Are you satisfied?)Girl it's only you(Are you satisfied?)I'm telling you the truth(Are you satisfied?)”

“I wish you could se. You're the only girl, I've ever dreamed of”

“Darling, will you please take a walk with me?We can count the stars that disappear.I wish you could see you're the only girl I've ever dreamed of.Are you satisfied?Are you satisfied?”

The depth of a man's soul can not be measured in a matter of meters and fathoms, but rather it is in my opinion only qualified by approximating to heaven and hell. I was in such a state that I ushered myself past the town tavern, bursting into scenes of the sounds of laughter and drunken people playing. Had it only been a different night, a different place, a different kind of man passing by the threshold of that innocent pub. The events that transpired there would never have even begun to be grasped by the feat. I could only ask if anyone outside that place had a clue when the exclamations of mirth became the desperate screams of the helpless, begging for their very lives.

Sounds like pauper’s whine. Should we play around merriment sound which has been found when we feel deepest condolence?

A LUNATIC’S LAMENT

ANNABEL Part I

The central character of this story, a sketch man known simply as the one who loves his girl extremely much. One day, The man felt something different about his beloved girl. He knew nothing what’s going on her. He was curious and thought. He was questioning his self.

“What is wrong with her eyes?A glossy stare that won't leave me be, starts my blood running cold.A gaze that could make hell freeze over.”

Then he found, his lover has died. And made himself be madder.

“I have to understand she's gone.”

But, he doesn’t believe at all. He loves Annabel too much. His love to Annabel had been too strong.

“But she's not! Don't you tell me that she is dead.Watch her lips softly move because she's still whispering to me!And something here is not quite right. (something here is not quite right)”

He stared Annabel. How pathetic this circumstance and all of hers are.

“Skin so cold beneath my touch as I brush back her hair and close her eyes. But I cannot stand to turn away. When I do, she'll be gone. It's frightening.”
He is not willing to face new life without her. He is afraid at all. How could he live his pathetic life.

“Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door. (They'll be here soon) I wish I could keep my yeeth from grinding.(I wish I'd stop looking behind me) Running now will only make it worse. (They'll be here soon) I wish I could shake the awful feeling. (I wish my mind would stop)”

He is that at bad feeling and thought. He has lost his biggest ambition.

“Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me. As the ground vanishes, I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me? Paint abandons canvas. And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch. As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse? (why should I even try to stop the collapse) I won't!”

Like craziest one, he tried to change permanent fate.

“Shaking as I rest her body down.No one knows, only me.It's frightening.”

“Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door.(They'll be here soon. I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding.(I wish I'd stop looking behind me. Running now will only make it worse.(They'll be here soon). I wish I could shake the awful feeling.(I wish my mind would stop)”

“Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me. As the ground vanishes, I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me? Paint abandons canvas. And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch. As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse? (why should I even try to stop the collapse)”

He thought, he has found the biggest enemy in his life. Annabel’s killer.

“There's a madman glaring straight at me! Oh I know I've seen his face before! I am sure I've seen his face before!”

“Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me.As the ground vanishes, I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?Paint abandons canvas.And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch. As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse?(why should I even try to stop the collapse)I won't! “

If I were this man, I would do like him. Soo pathetic, even I never feel how pathetic life is when we lost someone we love.

THE ARTIST