In such a good place

It was a cold night without a breath in sight and what ails the wilds and what did it matter if they were sick out of sight out of mind?

This is not the Chaplin speaking it is not true we exist because we believe. When we speak and tell it is nothing to do but to ask the question and then answer in the right manner. Besides ourselves because we did nothing wrong, we behave towards the world as our oyster.

I did nothing wrong I am trying to right a wrong. The thing is not the little person that I was. But the one aging towards a fall. I did not die and ever the wise. Family were surprised and come to finish me off.

"You did not die."

Who cares and who dares wins and this is the romance of the life? We live today and can go tomorrow as this is the youth and the young woman and man's ordeal, we must live totally our many selves because we are who we make ourselves as.

The right and wrongs did it mean or matter or did it just matter to her? When the ghosts begin to speak and sparkle.

She went and hid in order to see them better. They were so amusing they did things in a happier manner and sometimes she thought she was the ghost and they were the reality.

When everything went in a swimming manner the ghosts laughed in an obscene way. It is all a joke do not mean it. Just like witches only more so.

"Hello Halloween."

"Hollowed be thine name."

England is full of these fiends, and they do not like anything at all sad or bitter or humdrum. They know who they are what they are and why they do it rigidly right for themselves.

Their selfdoms are the dooms, and they matter most when they are with friends who live long and they give up their seats for them? If they had not been friends, they would never do such a thing. Offal and such and most of the rights. Bottoms up and all manner of something.

They know whom to choose as friendships are most dear to these creatures because if they did not have friends their husbands would not be right in the head.

Give your sister to make love with that give your friends to have a night with his when he is feeling down. So, he is happier than expected and as his mother said all he needed was love and more of it.

"She married a man mad but because he is allowed to do. You know open and shut his cock and make someone happy. When he strays, she opens her mouth and the sister comes to her rescue. He is now well sane like the rest of them."

"Is it wise?"

"Well, it is because she has the card."

"The wild card is me."

"What is that?"

"Who cares it is the lost cause there is sometimes a bad time. Sometimes times do not change there is always me around doing and making do."

"Get rich lucky get rich."

"Nothing to do with us if you suffered and add to that nothing to do with anything you boring."

"Paupers are."

"Okay so they take from the taxes we pay."

"You don't pay tax."

"You only text."

"And men and women who dislike that come and tell me that is not the way nothing to do with them."

"We love them to be rich and they get around and are well heeled."

"Sheer adroitness and she has sometimes to leave the country with her friend."

"Does she"?

The tables are set they finish their meals and add to they're lot.

"Finish me off."

"No sex unless he is around my husband is possessive."

"Of course, being a constant companion is boring, and she does not love for no happiness."

"So, it is right for her to have affairs"?

"Well, she hates holidaying with her husband and so she goes with her friend."

"A done deal."

"Never happy when with him on holidays."

"They do not get on she says he gets possessive."

"He always comes back she handles him well."

"Well I expect being married must be better with them having an open marriage and all."

Anyone in their way made them sick and they got rid of that woman or man. Because they were born in wedlock to killers and it matters if one is.

If one knows who one is there is no trail or error because then one does the rigid right and makes it right for the world.

Because they are right for this and that job and they do it better because they are trained. They do nothing but train and educate and make and never do. They always want to have everything their way.

They speak in mature language they know their English they know much better they pronunciation so to speak.

The tenses they get right till the end. Their way of life is aligned to their thoughts and then when it made them see nothing but tenses and past tenses and the perfection of the language, they would then breeze to me and ask how the language was faring?

"So, what did happen to them?"

"People disappear they just do and never return in the same form."

"Why?"

"Sometimes they resume themselves and sometimes they do not."

"What happens to them?"

"They die or just go mad in the mad house where they are dealt with."

"They go for treatment and then never come out."

"The sisters are also volunteers and cooks in some orbit and they have the right to be in hospitals and hospice."

"What an unkind thing to say."

"Yes, of course because they live to have fun and fun costs."

"No money here and no money there let us kill a relative?"

"Quite right."

"Who is the one with the money?"

"Let us wear our male attire and go and pretend."

"And the house will fall down?"

"Of course we are such a scum of builders."

It is sin and sin is costing this country its civilisation and when that dies, we have pure sin. Because having double lives or triple lives means they rip of the people who are poor and make them homeless and stateless and that means they are the new power.

"You just sleep and there is no right and way of telling you this. But I am your father."

"My father is dead."

"No I am here."

"Well it makes no difference I will always know he would be the one who will kill me."

It is his main achievement these double identities and triplets or something. I knew as I lay on the bed in straps that it was dad with the injection as he plunged it, I knew I was going to see no more.

"In here I am known as the doctor."

"So no struggles and nothing but good vibes and good humour because after many good tries I am through with you. I want you gone and dead you have become someone a thorn adding to this world's sorrow you do not appear happy to see me?"

"Not really." I tried to say.

But the injection was already taking affect. I did not like to speak in case the waste of me was true.

"You are having a nightmare."

"I have left a legacy that will live on people who are monsters will become the new powerful."

"Why?"

"They have money sense."

"Money sense and all that matters more than morality the certificate and all the other trash."

"It is money that makes a man. See nobody knows my certificate is false."

"I can practise in assume names and do it right as I have rifled through pages in books and stuff."

I gave a ghastly smile and then went back to sleep.

"What is on your mind?"

I had woken the next morning and missed my booked hearing and then went to seek the doctor what was the ruling?

The long sharp teeth meant something I knew he was waiting for them to leave before he attacked.

"You will be here a long time." He sneered.

The long iron gates and the corridors which never lets me in or out. I wished it was somewhere else. Then I did a walk. No more went to sleep alone and intact. What did it matter I would wait for another hearing and never read again if I had to.

When reason deserts there is no justice there is nothing but thoughts going on and on. When the room became crowded too over full. I saw nobody but me in there forever working on the stories and nobody to read them.

"See it is no good."

"I know doctor."

I was on watch for twenty-four and did nothing wrong.

"She is on watch."

"She is on watch." The grimness and the shortness are making me ill.

I just did not ask me out they don't even take me to the garden. The garden would make me heal.

The man outside the door for the last three nights was creeping me out. I had to get rid of him just in case of toilet issues.

"A nurse was attacked last night it was gross and ghastly he went to see what the bell was and he was molested. Poor chap lost his nerve. It was as if the man was a rocket and he did speak no word, but he knew it was he. Just outside your door did you hear anything?"

"No, I was asleep."

"Where is he now?"

"His wife asks to be excused as he is never going to be a man."

"Poor guy."

He should have listened to me.