Wednesday, 23 June 2010

Short Story

It wasn't until late on that karl realised what he'd forgotten to do, no matter how old he was he'd always forgotten the most important part of it. Reguardless of this, doing it wouldn't make the slightest bit of difference to his chances, he viewed himself as a bit of a failure. It didn't really matter to him though, generally he'd not gotten on well with anyone, the fact people considered him to be a failure didn't make the blindest bit of difference to him. It was the realisation that this loner had which was the only struggle. Unfortunately he wasn't now in the situation where he could go back and put right his reoccuring error. So he sat down, finally having the chance to look at himself, not that there was a mirror present at the time, which was unusal because he only ever kept himself as company so to not have a mirror at ones unlimited disposal seems negligent. All the same he took a long hard look at himself and came to the conclusion that these now more and more regular one on one sessions he was having never came to any significant conclusions. He then looked up and realised.

(I've been writing these short stories for fun, writing just an area im looking into over the summer; thought you'd like to see it)

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