I stand there... looking up at the sky rain soaking me to the bone, and tears pouring down my face trying not to remember that horrible day. The day I came to Heartland. It was Peters falt, it was his fault, he made me suffer through gun fights that resulted in the dead lying cold, and the Shadows taking them.I had to pretend to smile in front of who is said who 'loved' don't understand love. For they don't have a heart, only a clock. If they were killed, they would come back as another person. They were protective of me, even though I didn't want to be protected. As I stare at the stormy clouds of black, I wish that all of this was a dream. I pull out a gun. Put it to my temple. Mouthing the words... "Goodbye". BANG! That was the end. Only to have an erie scilence fallow. I imagin my self in my old garden, and my sister sitting next to me. But I was not imaging it... I was home.