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That guy named Ed
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Darran was in a trance stareing at his years old jeans wich was slightly riped from the knee area. He wounderd how he riped his favorate jeans when they were in there prime. Memories slowly flowed into his mind like how mud slowly drips off the bottem of the shoe's. He slowly rememberd the night his 'friend' gave him pot to ease him down while he had his strange attack like in the main room of the hotel. The night he smoked pot with his friend was the same night his family would be gone for the rest of the week. Contuiously he smoked pot every morning, day, and night and it slowly helped him control those sudden attacks. His parents got home and the smoking dramiticly stoped wich cuased with draws. The attack came back faster than it went away. He became paranoid and hid in his room for days with no food or water. while walking in the same rotation of his room his knee hit an object that cut his knee. While he came back from his with draws he slowly felt the pain in his knee.
Suddenly he heard the sound of water and shocked him out of his slow deep thoughts of his mind. He stared into his lap to make sure he isint noticed. Who was he kidding, whith hair like this and this crap on his lips would surely get peoples attention to him. In his mind hopeing that the god dam metting would start so he can go to his room and smoke a ciggirate. He got a strange feeling that some one was watching him, the room got hot, things started to get blurry again but he heard a voice as clear as a cloudless sky. He looked up to see a clear face with a bight smile on her face. Darran smiled with his lips but if you looked into his eyes it was dull with no will to do any thing. "oh hi, um well i dont mind if you sit here. As long as you dont mind me her-" His voice was cut off by an older woman who apperd out of a room. She told the girl (who apparently spilled the water) that it was fine and the maids will take care of the issue.
She had asked ever one to follow her into a room. "God dam it, the shit is going to hit the fan now...." He said loudly with out noticeing he has done so, it was loud enough that the people around him could hear him. He turned to the girl and with a lower tone in his voice said "well, my names darran and nice to meet you.....looks like were all going to get grided into raw meet now." He stood up and push his chair in. It was a strange habbit hes allways had since he was a child. He ignored every word the woman said and looked for his name tag. He had found his name and in spected the seats right next to him. he was stuck bettewn the people named Charlotte and Ariana. He placed his bag on his lap and while siting down stared into his bag so that he wouldent make any eye contact with any one.
Suddenly he heard the sound of water and shocked him out of his slow deep thoughts of his mind. He stared into his lap to make sure he isint noticed. Who was he kidding, whith hair like this and this crap on his lips would surely get peoples attention to him. In his mind hopeing that the god dam metting would start so he can go to his room and smoke a ciggirate. He got a strange feeling that some one was watching him, the room got hot, things started to get blurry again but he heard a voice as clear as a cloudless sky. He looked up to see a clear face with a bight smile on her face. Darran smiled with his lips but if you looked into his eyes it was dull with no will to do any thing. "oh hi, um well i dont mind if you sit here. As long as you dont mind me her-" His voice was cut off by an older woman who apperd out of a room. She told the girl (who apparently spilled the water) that it was fine and the maids will take care of the issue.
She had asked ever one to follow her into a room. "God dam it, the shit is going to hit the fan now...." He said loudly with out noticeing he has done so, it was loud enough that the people around him could hear him. He turned to the girl and with a lower tone in his voice said "well, my names darran and nice to meet you.....looks like were all going to get grided into raw meet now." He stood up and push his chair in. It was a strange habbit hes allways had since he was a child. He ignored every word the woman said and looked for his name tag. He had found his name and in spected the seats right next to him. he was stuck bettewn the people named Charlotte and Ariana. He placed his bag on his lap and while siting down stared into his bag so that he wouldent make any eye contact with any one.