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We just got home...Man, I never knew how welcoming Brooklyn would be after three wars....I guess you just never know what you've got until it's gone.
Writ this day, 18th of December, Year of our lord 1988.
John Patterson.
I opened my eyes, confused as I found myself in an apartment with another man in the room..he was passed out on the bottom bunk, but I seemed to be wide awake now. Last I remembered, I was at home...not in some apartment. I looked around and began to take in my surroundings, my eyesight was amazing in the pitch-black..I noticed the room was strangely clean...but we'd just gotten back from Romania yesterday...wait a minute...romania?! So...What you're telling me is that Right now, I'm dreaming of A Past life?!
 spartan299 · Fri Jan 15, 2010 @ 02:53am · 0 Comments |
