First a little intro. :: We went camping in the woods me and 2 friends the first one I call A, he's my new love, and differend from the other one, he realy cares about me and I'm realy happy with him. Oke, second one I call D he's a realy good friend of us, he's like a brother to me and I love him very much. He's a fun, but CRAZY guy.
We had sooo much fun in the woods, and everyone was para, because the thought they heared voices and things. We had a very nuce campfire. Only I'm afraid of fire so I didn't liked it that much. We went to sleep at 3 in the morning. It was raining at night luckely the tent was waterproof! When we wook up we heared people passing by and dogs barkin'. But we didn't care. We slept untill 5 in the afternoon! Then hell began..
We were at D's place at 6 after packing all our stuff in the woods. I think I have too tell you little bid about his mom.. She's realy crazy and not in a positive way. She had some problems with her brain and she is using that to play victem. In the way of, 'Nothing is my fauld, nothing is my responsibility, don't blame me..' and go on. Oke.. On with the story. We dropped all our bags under the stairs and said 'hi' to his mom and the vissitors who were there. Than we went to the backjard to smoke. His mom told us she would clean up the inside of the bags we dropped. She was like 20 min. upstairs she went downstairs again to the livingroom.
10 minutes later the police came. They said D had to go with them to probeply spend the weekend at the policestation. We were shocked. Because we already knew what had just happend. When his mother went upstairs, she called the police and took a suidcase with his clothets downstairs. We were shocked, but yeah.. whatever. he would be back at sunday right!!!
Stareday night.. I had a party at my best friends Place. Lets call her V. We had sooo much fun! We were tipsy, the music was loud and everyone was kind of happy, we were about to go to the bar when A showed up and he told me he had some bad news. D called him this afternoon...... Crying... He told him they took him to this place about 70 km from us. I place for criminals, he was nervous as hell and said to him that we had to take him out of there. He was freaked out and started to say all this crazy stuff like 'If you guys aren't coming to get me, I will comid suicide' When I heared that.. I got so agressif and I almost started crying. But yeah.. we went to the bar, had a bid of fun, but I didn't like it.
We started and action, we stared to paint, everything in town. Everywere is now 'FREE D.'
Now it's wednesday and we still haven't seen him. Every day I worry more. And I realy want to see him, he's like my brother, I used to see him every day, and now... I don't..
I miss you Brada.
[Goodbyes are ment for lonley people standing in the rain]
