Submitted by DeadLiving on Sat, 09/10/2011 - 16:30
I was six years old when he took me. A little girl. I had blond hair, blue eyes, and I was small for my age. I could read and write and play the piano before I was even five - I was very smart.
Submitted by DeadLiving on Thu, 06/09/2011 - 04:02
He wasn’t mine and he never would be. I would be happy with maybe an hour, even a minute. With every look, every touch, I knew that he loved me, that he wanted me.
Submitted by DeadLiving on Sun, 06/05/2011 - 14:51
Adam, our little Adam. He was so small, so fragile, when he was born. Our first child, our first son. He never cried, never opened his eyes. He died of 'unknown causes'.
Submitted by DeadLiving on Thu, 06/02/2011 - 05:29
One day, about a week after I moved into my new house, I saw her in the garden. She was wearing an old-fashioned, long-sleeved, dirty white dress, that dragged over the muddy ground.
Submitted by DeadLiving on Wed, 05/25/2011 - 15:05
We could never be together, not in life, and not even now, now he is not alive, but yet, still walking. Our love is forbidden, secret. Our secret, something, one of very little things we share.
Submitted by DeadLiving on Sun, 05/15/2011 - 03:18
I'm lying on our bed, on my back. My hands on my still flat belly. Tears are streaming down my face. The room is dark. I want to sleep, just sleep forever.
Submitted by DeadLiving on Sun, 04/24/2011 - 14:37
Research facility 1 - Location known to classified personnel type 1 & 2.
Date : 21 December 20--
Dr. R. Lowe will be interviewing patient K.L. (survivor # 32). Tests to follow later.
Submitted by DeadLiving on Thu, 04/21/2011 - 11:04
Last thing I remember, was driving to my girlfriend Lucy's house, because she had something to tell me. I remember a crash - I think another car drove into mine - and then, nothing.