The Forgotten Productions Part two

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The present

The grand forgotten city

Friday 14th October

The city looked completely different from the past the trees had no leafs on and looked black, the water was murky and dark with all litter floating down the stream. Compared to the past the population of the city was gone, no one was around expect a few drunks and homeless people. The city which was once grand and beautiful was now like a ghost town, all the shops had wooden seals over them the city was completely forgotten and alone in the fog.

A man wearing a black hoodie roamed around though the city and sat down on an old rusty bench, he took a bottle out from his side pocket and pulled his hood down revealing the face of the forgotten Tyson Rowle. He then took a drink from the bottle which was containing anti-depressants, after he took a drink he pulled a face of disgust and sprayed it out of his mouth then held is stomach feeling sick.

Tyson was back in the city which made him famous but all it is now is a memory
A gang of homeless people walked around the corner, Tyson then quickly pulled his hood back over hiding his face. They walked up to Tyson as he was still sat down the bench holding his face so no one could see, one of the homeless guy’s approached Tyson and stood straight in front of him blocking Tyson’s view.

Homeless guy

Have you got any spare change for a homeless sick man?

Tyson didn’t even move his head to look at him, he completely ignored him

The homeless guy then put his hand on Tyson to tap him, as he did this Tyson turned around and looked him viciously in the eyes.

Homeless Guy

Sir please help me out!!!!!

Tyson pulled his hood down and stood up facing in front of the homeless man

Tyson Rowle

Do you have any idea who I am or was? This was once my city, I was once like a king to this place. Now look at it it’s nothing just a place for the homeless to rest, along with this city I got forgotten with it!

Homeless guy

You it can’t be you’re Tyson Rowle the Pure Blood, the son of the scientist and the nephew of the ex-mayor of this place? What are you doing here I imagined you to be dinning with celebrity’s now and living in a mansion.


Tyson took another drink of the anti-depressants

Tyson Rowle

Put it this way, I’m now a failure like you

Homeless Guy

No wonder you’re like this now, with an attitude like that! I might be a failure but I still have a heart

Tyson gritted his teeth and walked away, while he was walking back other people started yelling insults at him and some started throwing bottles and scrap towards him. A tear slipped down Tyson face because of the insults, he then started to walk faster and hid behind a wall. Tyson then drank all the anti-depressants fast and started to panic, sweat all ran down his face and dripped down his whole body.

The Pure Blood diary

I have so many worries and problems you won’t believe it, I visited my city today to find out it’s been deserted it felt like I was a gargoyle while I was there. Not to mention the abuse I took from the people, I was once walking through the city and everything was like gold I was like a king, now it was black and grey and I felt like a monster.

Everything was gone from before the water was all polluted and the trees are burnt and black, and each shop was shut down and smashed. It was nothing like before, it’s slowly fading and I don’t want that to happen to me I don’t want to fade out and become unknown I want to shine and be recognised. I can’t take this anymore, I’m now taking anti-depressants every day and all they seem to do is make me sick and even more depressed!

I have no idea what I’m going to do to get through this; it was only yesterday when I was having suicidal thoughts.

Because if this keeps up I don’t wish to live like I’ve said many of times, life is good but living in fear stress worry and depression, that’s not my idea of living.

And I forgot it’s even getting worse, I’m struggling to leave the house I feel like a hermit and when I do leave I never reveal my face, because I’m nothing but a failure!

But for now I’ve got to work on my wresting and it’s damn hard for me since I’m having such a bad time!
And about the grand city, I now call it the forgotten city and It’s for memory’s just like myself.