• There is blood on my hands and peolpe are panicing and pointing
    I am not physically hurt at all
    everything fades to black and then I see a vibrant silhouette shrouded by a mist
    as she walks nearer my heart beats faster
    then I hear a faint breathing from behind
    I turn to see a hooded man with a gun to my forehead
    I reach out and pull the hood down and it is me
    he pulls the trigger and the silhouette falls to the ground
    everything fades back to reality and I see the catastrophe that has occured
    but what has actually happened....
    then as i am about to break down into wreckless sorrow a hand reaches out and asks me if I need any help
    the hand......was the hand of the silhouette.......
    as we walk I have thoughts of the hooded figure but for some reason I couldn't remember who it was.
    the silhouette looks me in the eyes and then lens in to kiss me
    Then it hits me......the crash, the flames......am I to be dead?
    Is this all just a passover?
    who was this silhouette standing next to me with her lips pressed on mine
    she tasted of summer and her eyes were of a deep yet radiant brown
    But all I could think about was who she was and why.....why did i know her
    it then struck me like a dagger in the ribs I killed her.....Not me....
    But The dark night the gun her falling to the ground....but now she is the love of my life

    What is actually going on in this story.....?
    Who are the people what is going on and why?