the beginning of the end? short stories from a broken mind -- luckystar

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Date Posted: 03:50:27 12/31/02 Tue
Author: marc powell
Subject: the beginning of the end? short stories from a broken mind

here it is guys, my first page of my books is completed, i know it doesnt sound like much but it is kind of an accomplishment on my part because i am actually letting people read it. it was after i had a dream and i wrote everything down as i remembered it. this is the reason i dont sleep. enjoy.

Driving down cuthbert blvd. after the worst break up ive ever had to deal with. i look up to see a tear enduced blurry image of myself driving in the opposite direction. the other me seemed so happy and confident. he wore his smile on his face like a badge of honor and sang the songs on the radio like he had never sang before. why was he so happy? where was he going or where did he come from that made his life so bright? what was i doing wrong and what was he doing right? with more questions than answers i found the next turn and tried to follow my illusive self. i had to find out what made him so happy. a few minuets go by and i look across that median and see myself again, ive never seen such a sad sight. he looked at me with his tear ridden face and lonely yet curious eyes as i drove by and screamed my lungs out with a manic smile. when i pull up to the light i look ahead and see hundreds of cars exactly like my own with me inside, all of them with sorrowful yet currious looks on them. all of them looking for the marc that they had seen when they were driving home form the worst break up in their lives. all looking for happiness. finally the light changes and the line of cars moves and the search continues. i thought the line would end at your house, but instead we drove right by. where will this line end, where did it ever begin?

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