She wasn’t the richest but certainly not poor, selling her artwork consisting all types of paintings & odd drawings. The most popular one was her best seller she called “The Man” in her dreams. She claimed he always came for a late night visit unwelcomed or not. The lady gradually became more & more obsessed with this mystery man in her dreams. She actually started to live inside her dreams creating her own reality. “The Man” gifted & drove her envisions with beautiful ideas & creations for her beloved artwork. He explained to the woman that he would reveal his true identity in human form if she agreed, she did. police received a distress call near the apartment complaining of a horrible scream. The woman was found dead in her apartment white as a ghost. A painting was found behind, legend has it that “The Man” is actually stuck in the painting and scared his only true love to “death”.
The night was dark & sought with fear, leafs we’re falling from the strong wind in the early stages of fall. The depressed son was at his verge in life, everyone disappointed him, he was too misunderstood. Darkness is all he saw, pitch black, evil took over every inch of his soul. A smirk came upon him as he laid in the graveyard, the possession was “real”
Your mind was racing, everything settled with pure darkness, silence is very key at these type of moments in life. You were nervous and anxiety had settled in. The cold wind was blowing upon everyone’s faces. The blank stares of the friends and foes glaring each and every way. Darkness had taken over and you knew it had won. The control you contributed was none on your part as you let it ease you over. The guilt filed with emotion and pain will suffer for eternity. This world makes you a bad person, and honestly it wasn’t your fault. Everyone’s to blame here, darkness has been here and wont ever be going away…..