***Hey thanks for the review Moonlight Evanescent, I know it's kinda weird,
but I was kinda in a strange mood when I wrote it....lol..anyway, the next
chapters probably won't be so strange. I don't know where I'm going with
this story, but I have some ideas. Reviews on this chapter are appreciated,
I know it's short...oh and that dream was funny..lol ~SweetDreams***
Memories
I don't have a strong recollection of my child hood. I remember my parents, and I had a brother. There isn't much I remember besides that though. I suppose I've chosen to block it out....from what I can remember, my father probably beat me into memory loss.
It doesn't matter much anyway. I don't need memories of my life, to live out my death. I think I dream about them sometimes though. My parents, my brother, maybe some friends....my past. But it doesn't do any good to dream about the past, when you can't change it, re-live it, or do anything with it. Memories are an intangible thing that never had much pertinence to me. I think it was because I never had anything worth remembering. David, Paul, and Dwayne changed that though.
They're my closet friends, and we might as well be brothers. This story isn't really about them though. It's weird, because I thought it was. I thought nothing would take priority over my pack, and in theory nothing should. That was before I met her.
Memories
I don't have a strong recollection of my child hood. I remember my parents, and I had a brother. There isn't much I remember besides that though. I suppose I've chosen to block it out....from what I can remember, my father probably beat me into memory loss.
It doesn't matter much anyway. I don't need memories of my life, to live out my death. I think I dream about them sometimes though. My parents, my brother, maybe some friends....my past. But it doesn't do any good to dream about the past, when you can't change it, re-live it, or do anything with it. Memories are an intangible thing that never had much pertinence to me. I think it was because I never had anything worth remembering. David, Paul, and Dwayne changed that though.
They're my closet friends, and we might as well be brothers. This story isn't really about them though. It's weird, because I thought it was. I thought nothing would take priority over my pack, and in theory nothing should. That was before I met her.