The ragged and torn curtain swayed a little from the soft whisper of cold wind that caressed the broken nook and corners of the ruins of a home it once was. Its just bricks and walls now. Nothing left but the ghost of a reminder accompanied with the shreds and tears of scars. I never thought that the dead monsters of my past will return in such manner and leave me hanging off the edge. I didn't know what to feel, I didn't want to feel. Shock? Life has given me enough experiences to deal with that I don't feel surprised anymore. I think you get used to it and its tortures. A time comes after that when you feel nothing but the cold and lonely chill of numbness. Betrayed? Yes maybe I should be feel betrayed by Liza but I can't blame her either because its all my fault.
Liza had this envelope
