Book: It. Page 4

His fear was already gone. So the nightmare slips away from a person just awakened in a cold sweat and panting; he feels his body and inspected to make sure nothing terrible happens, and soon completely abstrahierte from sleep. The nightmare slowly leaving him in that moment, when his feet touches the floor, scatters, when he takes a shower and RUB a towel by the end of Breakfast and all disappears... until the next time, again trapped in a nightmare, he remembers everything.

No good friends, no bad friends, only people whom you want to be with which you need to be, and who settled in your heart.

In their place I wouldn't have to pay money for watching two horror movies. I would have stayed home and looked in the mirror.

If he's going to achieve something that can count only on themselves.

If in the moment before Ben opened the tunnel leading to the underworld, he without the slightest hesitation jumped in there without saying anything... maybe even thanking us.

I'm waiting for. And fill up the waiting with words in these notes and a long standing at the mirror: I see him as a stranger.

On your face, wrinkles that were not there at seventeen... Hell, they weren't on your first author photo, which you were trying to look like something you know... whatever.

Some people are too stupid to know when to stop.

He had no idea how much time had passed. Now he was gone from reality, then back to her.

- Why people voluntarily returned into a nightmare?
- I can p-imagine that-only-one reason: Liu Yudi in osveschaetsya back to RA-to sobratsa in itself.

For a long time lived alone, he knew when to act quickly and maybe had a sixth sense that allowed to anticipate trouble.

Sometimes, if a person a lifetime do not trust, and he himself to no one has credibility if he's a loner (or a loser), both by choice and established him against, he can find a friend or a lover and simply live for that person. Like a dog that lives for his master.

He was a sociopath and possibly to the hot July 1958 became a full-fledged psychopath. He couldn't remember a time when he considered other people, why are there any living creatures "real". He firmly believed that there was only himself, perhaps the only one in the entire universe, and it certainly has proven his "reality".

He's been quiet. So quiet that sometimes no different from a large piece of clay.