WHAT DO YA KNOW! I'm writing ANOTHER Steve Burnside fanfiction. Yeah this
is based on the song Hello by Evanescence. I had a lot of free time on my
vacation last summer and I thought this up. Actually I thought it up when
I first heard it. I really think it works so well for Steve. Disclaimer:
I don't resident evil or evanescence.
Hello
Steve was walking home from the bus. Track had been terrible. Once again made fun of by the snobby girls in his class. The rain clouds started to form and poured down on his long red hair.
Playground school bell rings.again Rain clouds come to play.again
He finally reached the door. Dad wouldn't be home for a few more days. Mom was probably trying to fix dinner. He popped the bag over his shoulder and reached for the metal doorknob. As he opened the door he saw his mother, her eyes rolled in the back of her head. Her neck had been slashed, the crimson blood still flowing into the carpet. He stared in shock, speechless, tears wanting to form. He looked up at the men in black suits. They held his unconscious father in their grasp. Then he felt something smack him in the back of the head.
Has no one told she's not breathing? Hello I am your mind giving you someone to talk to Hello
He finally awoke on a plane of some type. His father was still unconscious. His feet and arms were tied up, his mouth gagged. He was dreaming, this was all a terrible nightmare, this couldn't possibly happen. Don't cry, don't cry, you'll wake up soon.
If I smile and don't believe Soon I know I'll wake from this dream. Don't try to fix me I'm not broken Hello I am the lie Living for you so you can hide.don't cry
They shoved him into his cell. This is all part of the dream, but the cold metal feels so real.
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping Hello I'm still here All that's left of yesterday
Steve wakes up to find himself still in the jail cell. This can't be happening its real. Please just let me see someone. Please let an angel save me. He looks up at the blood stained ceiling and screams.
Whoa I wrote another sad one. Kinda graphic sorry, just was in the moment. Well please R&R like always.
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Hello
Steve was walking home from the bus. Track had been terrible. Once again made fun of by the snobby girls in his class. The rain clouds started to form and poured down on his long red hair.
Playground school bell rings.again Rain clouds come to play.again
He finally reached the door. Dad wouldn't be home for a few more days. Mom was probably trying to fix dinner. He popped the bag over his shoulder and reached for the metal doorknob. As he opened the door he saw his mother, her eyes rolled in the back of her head. Her neck had been slashed, the crimson blood still flowing into the carpet. He stared in shock, speechless, tears wanting to form. He looked up at the men in black suits. They held his unconscious father in their grasp. Then he felt something smack him in the back of the head.
Has no one told she's not breathing? Hello I am your mind giving you someone to talk to Hello
He finally awoke on a plane of some type. His father was still unconscious. His feet and arms were tied up, his mouth gagged. He was dreaming, this was all a terrible nightmare, this couldn't possibly happen. Don't cry, don't cry, you'll wake up soon.
If I smile and don't believe Soon I know I'll wake from this dream. Don't try to fix me I'm not broken Hello I am the lie Living for you so you can hide.don't cry
They shoved him into his cell. This is all part of the dream, but the cold metal feels so real.
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping Hello I'm still here All that's left of yesterday
Steve wakes up to find himself still in the jail cell. This can't be happening its real. Please just let me see someone. Please let an angel save me. He looks up at the blood stained ceiling and screams.
Whoa I wrote another sad one. Kinda graphic sorry, just was in the moment. Well please R&R like always.
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