He didn’t know what he was going to do, say, or how things were going to change between them in the future. It was gloomy and musky in the big, empty, old abandoned barn. The thoughts were endless. The picture started to drain away as if the entire world was dissolving in front of him into a dull, gloomy, empty darkness. Hello readers :). His eyes were open and he was looking around. In fact, Jake was staying at a just friend’s house just around the corner from his house. Thank you for all of your comments so far, you have given me some constructive criticism which i will think about. “What?” Jake questioned as his face dropped. He walked over to the bales and began ripping them apart. Every time either of them felt like they needed some time alone, or they wanted to spend time with each other, they would always got to this secret, hidden, out of the way place which seemed to hold some kind of mystical heeling power for them.
