walking down da empty streets at nyt, chill winds brushing thru my ears,i can feel an uncanny force...watching over me...echoing my footsteps...and lurking in da shadows waiting 4 da ryt tym to inflict upon me da pains which hv been long due...

''Punishment is inevitable for those hu hv sinneD''

'sinned.....i hv.....doing things i never thot i wud do...thingz i promisd to U dat i wud never do...but i feel helpless...these feelings i blame to those things i saw b4 my very eyes....but cudnt stop frm happening....visions...which will haunt me....till my day comes....'

With da sight of da pale moonlyt evoking thru da clouds, da dark streets suddenly becomes neon blue...i thought i saw a dark shadow wheez past me...'its tym'- i said to myself...da windspeed rose.....trees swayed their
branches so as to get hold of me...i felt an adrenaline rush insyde me....i prepared 4 da worst...this had to end...for better or for worse...da hatred insyd me dat i burnt all these yrs had to leave...and wot better
day than today??.....................................................................................................................................................all of a sudden, trees stoppd moving....da winds no longer playd mind games....and i was a few feet away frm my home....

Perhaps i shud treat this as a 2nd chance....perhaps this was my tym 2 chnge...hu knoz? perhaps....i hv been spared...till da next tym...