Mood: Bored
Music: Something I Can Never Have-Flyleaf
Reading: A Topic On Gaia
Watching: An FMA Music Video
Eating: --
Drinking: Pepsi

I own Echo, my friend owns Maria.

Shes thrashing in her sleep again...

Echo sat in the gloomy room, silver eyes darkening as she watched her cousin cry in her sleep.

But I cannot wake her up, for it will hurt me.

"Mom...dad...Echo...NO! Please no..."

My hand touches the cloth of her black pajamas, I cannot make much more contact...

"Maria," Echo coos gently. Maria was only a year or two yonger than her. "It's alright..."

And I leave the room, through the window and sit out on the room, bringing out a ciggerette and I breath it in, coughing.

'Stay innocent, Maria...'