nancy_englund
the last few days, i haven't heard the constant pacing of heavy feet on my ceiling. i wondered about my neighbour, i had a feeling, but i did nothing about it. this morning i told my company "i think doug is dead.."
i perseaded to explain the many reasions why i thought so, why i knew...
...a neighbour knocked frantically at my door, even to open it up and come in uninvited. he said "doug is dead!!!".. sirenes flooded the street as ambulances and police arrived. i, stunned, was trying to take all this in..
(doug, had been there for five days. while i slept at night, his body lyed there, directly above my bed.)
after going outside and realising it myself, two other tennants and i came inside for tea.. the decafinated kind. we sat, and talked about doug... "i didn't hear him walking, i knew" .. "yeah i knew too, i could smell 'it' in my appartment"... 'im a piecies, so is he, his birthday was last week"...and so on.
once we got over trying to explain why this happened, him beging perfectly fit . we began talking about doug himself. we talked all about the movies he would lend us to watch..
"she wolf of the s.s.", and other such underground horror movies that i can't recall the names of at this time.
this guy doug, he was so increadibly knowledgable about all horror movies. as a collecter, i have nearly 200 now ( i know that isn't a lot, but its only been a year) and doug, he would know exactly what happened in all of them, ex. "mothers day" the part with the ajax.
basically, im gonna miss him and his increadible wealth of horror movie trivia and ofcourse my friend... so i just want to say..."doug, i hope you come back as a zombie, but please don't eat my brains. and that i hope things are better for you."
over.
thanks.
over.
i perseaded to explain the many reasions why i thought so, why i knew...
...a neighbour knocked frantically at my door, even to open it up and come in uninvited. he said "doug is dead!!!".. sirenes flooded the street as ambulances and police arrived. i, stunned, was trying to take all this in..
(doug, had been there for five days. while i slept at night, his body lyed there, directly above my bed.)
after going outside and realising it myself, two other tennants and i came inside for tea.. the decafinated kind. we sat, and talked about doug... "i didn't hear him walking, i knew" .. "yeah i knew too, i could smell 'it' in my appartment"... 'im a piecies, so is he, his birthday was last week"...and so on.
once we got over trying to explain why this happened, him beging perfectly fit . we began talking about doug himself. we talked all about the movies he would lend us to watch..
"she wolf of the s.s.", and other such underground horror movies that i can't recall the names of at this time.
this guy doug, he was so increadibly knowledgable about all horror movies. as a collecter, i have nearly 200 now ( i know that isn't a lot, but its only been a year) and doug, he would know exactly what happened in all of them, ex. "mothers day" the part with the ajax.
basically, im gonna miss him and his increadible wealth of horror movie trivia and ofcourse my friend... so i just want to say..."doug, i hope you come back as a zombie, but please don't eat my brains. and that i hope things are better for you."
over.
thanks.
over.