Your adventure finishes here?

I love seeing your little smiles. Like I am just a joke to you. Like I am actually here to entertain you.

When the reality is, YOU entertain ME.

You are all passing by, but my voice is reasoning to your bones. I know it is.

You are going to sit at this restaurant and hear me, saying those sentences aren’t you. Mostly you CHARLIE.

YES, oh yes… Turn around Charlie.

Please, abandon your wife one again and come back here, in front of me.

I do not hope from you to enjoy any of this conversation, but I do hope from you to listen. Well I mean, we both know you will do as you wish.

Please, I repeat it, sit, for I have something for you.

Charlie, isn’t it?

Now you look at me.

Charlie.

In the middle of this crowd you are the one who needs to talk to me, and the one I am here to talk to.

See Charlie, I know everything about you.

I know where you come from. I know what you are afraid of.

Turn around and look at me. Look at my dirty teeth, look into my brown gross eyes, as you are thinking to yourself.

But Charlie really, are you better than me?

All of this money you gained, mostly those 20 000$, cash in your pockets, do they make you happier than I am?

You are rusted. What an I saying, you are rotted.

Rotted to your bones. And this is what eat you alive Charlie.

Come back here.

Oh, you are ashamed because of all of those people around us? Let me fix that.

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Oh Charlie, hearing you being so lost makes me laugh!

Where are the people Charlie? Where are they? How are we alone? In the middle of time square when there were so many people around, two seconds ago?

Please yell again for me. Please call for help, for no one will answer.

Do you know how many years I have waited to get my hands on you.. Charlie?

I love how disgusting you are. All of those thoughts you have about yourself, they are all real.

I know how much you hate yourself and how much you judge me for having this thick, stupid accent that sounds so grociere upon you.

No, no Charlie, my accent is not a french one, it is not an indian one neither.

But yet, you feel like you heard it somewhere do you?

You use to speak exactly the way I am speaking to you.

Charlie! Don’t you recognize me?

I am the kid you wanted to have, the one you prayed for, the one you lost.

Yes. I had one chance to join this world, and when I saw what kind of person you are, I gave it all up.

I rather never exist, than having such a garbage humain being as a father.

You are the reason I left, the reason your wife lost her only child.

You are responsible for her suicide attempt.

And, even if I didn’t live with you, just by seeing the color of your heart, it makes me smile.

All of this, this disease, this rotten, it gets into your body.

I know everything about you Charlie.

I know how you were raised, I know how you grew up, I know how you lost me and I know how you are about to die.

I know how. You. Are. About. To. Die. Charlie.

It is all written, in that little book, right here, is my hand.

That’s the book that explains all your life. From beginning to end.

It changes a lot, driven by the decisions you take, the people you meet.

But yours isn’t gonna change much by now…

Some of you have a little pink book, some of you have a little yellow one.

Yours is BLACK Charlie.

You were about to go buy a ring for my mother.

Make her pass before yourself, for once.

Prove again to everyone what your worth is.

Give me those 20 000$ in your pockets, and I will give you your black book.

The one you will regret reading, the one that explains you how you are going to die, and the one I know, you will buy anyway because I see you. I see, your, soul.