A/N: Hey, I'm sorry i haven't updated in a while, and this really isnt an update, just a little preview on how the rest of the story is going to turn out, its kind of like a movie trailer because me and my beta reader have been working like crazy to fix up all of my previous chapters and this is my final week of school. I'm very psyched about that! Lol so anyway, i'll try to get an update out within a week, and to everyone who has reviewed, a big thanks, and i please ask that you continue.
And here is my Teaser trailer of the rest of the story! Please enjoy!
At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And it's not so important happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you , and once in a while people may even take your breath away.
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Gears start grinding. The engine overheats. That's how it all starts. Then, all of a sudden, you just snap. Just like a car, you breakdown. You're
stuck in the badlands. Now you realize all the signs were there and you ignored them, completely undeterred by the inevitable. That's when you get confused. You felt this coming on, and did nothing to stop it, but you convince yourself it's not your fault. I mean, after all, this could happen to anyone...right?
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I sat watching the moon fall over the horizon, the bright sunlight stretching its arms as dawn broke, and all I could do was think about everything that had happened in my life these last months. It seemed as though everything changed... and I liked it, though I knew I shouldnt have."Parting is such sweet sorrow, dearest. Still, you can't say we didn't show you a good time. Enjoy yourself out there... in the asylum. Just don't forget -- if it ever gets too tough... there's always a place for you here." He spoke giggling, and I stopped midstep turning to the side to face him.
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I stare down at her, an evil gleam in my eyes and i can feel the venom in my mouth as i speak, her petrified form cringing heavily as i smile. " I look around at this world you're so eager to be a part of and all I see is six billion lunatics looking for the fastest ride out. Who's not crazy? Look around, everyone's drinking, smoking, shooting up, shooting each other, or just plain screwing their brains out 'cause they don't want 'em anymore. I'm crazy? Honey, I'm the original one-eyed chicklet in the kingdom of the blind, 'cause at least I admit the world makes me nuts. So if i'm crazy," I say strolling casually over to where she's tied, the knife dancing in my hand. I kneal down to eye level, sweetly caressing her cheek. "What the hell does that make you?"
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God, he was sexy. Dark, dangerous, that sense of the untamed just barely suppressed below the surface....
It seemed only a second passed, so fast I didn't know how I got here and didn't even consider analyzing it. Joker was there, leaning against me, his arm so close to my head I could have curled into it if I had the guts. Bad enough that I couldn't breathe, speak, swallow or hear anything outside of my own painfully thudding heartbeat. I must have looked like a deer caught in headlights.
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"Nice trick, sweetheart. You could teach old' batsy a thing or two about disappearing." He gigled, circling me predatorialy. I glared up at him as i pushed myslef up onto my knees, spitting out the blood in my mouth. " There's alot of things i taught ' old batsy' but that is certainly not one of them." I spat out, and the Joker caught my double meaning. One swing, and all was dark
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You never know the biggest day of your life is the biggest day. Not until it's happening. You don't recognize the biggest day of your life, not until you're right in the middle of it. The day you commit to something or someone. The day you get your heart broken. The day you meet your soul mate. The day you realize there's not enough time, because you wanna live forever.
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He was radical, different, and handsome. He was a psycho. That didn't, no doesn't change the way I feel about him. I love him. He got me. He understood where I was coming from and my feelings. Him making me kill those.. people.. was just his way of showing that understanding... Well I thought it was anyway. But even sometimes, I can be wrong.
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I guess in the end, it all comes down to one thing. Luck. Either ya got it, or ya dont...
Da Da Daa. Please review. I haven't been getting very many lately.
"I should've made out a will or some shit before I did all this. I, Joker , of sound mind and body, do hereby bequeath upon Annabelle Mathews my middle finger. If I had had the foresight, that might've been a good idea. I think Annabelle would've been amused by it." Joker said to Himself as he laid his head against the hard brick wall of his cell.
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