Tears and Blood

As he heard the news about his friend, that he had lost touch with, his heart dropped several beats, tears swelling in his eyes. He remembered the times he had stayed over his friend's house, playing video games and speaking of girls. The very short lived band, they together thought was a good idea at the time, the songs that neither followed a rhythm nor made sense.

He wasn't sure how to deal with what he was feeling. He tried listening to music to get over the feeling: it didn't work. He tried talking to his friends online: it didn't help. He sat outside, trying to get fresh air to calm his spirit. As he sat on his front steps he began to feel anger pulse through himself, as the person responsible for the change in his friends character walked past his front yard. He walked inside to cool off with a cold glass of water, unfortunately he was too hot. He felt so horrible inside that he began to hit his head against the wall beside the refrigerator. He became more aggressive with each strike of the wall. He began to smash through the plaster coating the bricks until the red house bricks were visible. He bled. He continued to pound his head until the blood was dripping off his chin. He dropped to the floor not out of the pain from his head but from his heart. He was a mess on the floor. Tears and blood mixed as he thought of the words his friend had promised him "I never want to do drugs."

3rd person?

Drugs aren't so good.

yeah Oze you got it.

It is however fiction. I didn't get that physically upset, but I did feel like smashing my head into a wall until it bleeds. But I didn't. Also my friend isn't dead-neither is the one from the above story. He is however far off the rails because of his drug addiction. This friend was one of the people that supported me wanting to be a cartoonist. Actually he supported me for everything.

But that's a little too personal.

So yes it is BASED on my feelings, however it is fictional.

Sad