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    dots Submission Name: Road to Ruindots

    Author: Roberto Santos
    ASL Info:    18/Male/India
    Elite Ratio:    2.96 - 118/159/75
    Words: 805
    Class/Type: Story/Misc
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    dotsRoad to Ruindots

    It is said in the music industry that one minute you may be famous, and in the very nesxt you might become yesterday's news. That statement held true for Jimmy Davis.

    Davis had shot to fame with his fantastic debut, a single titled by him as "Slither" and had earned him a top 10 entry on the charts, a great acheivement for a newcomer. However, it wasn't easy going for Davis, and his band struggled with success after their great debut. "Slither" was soon forgotten by music fans, and the new rock singer soon found himself in choppy waters.

    Jimmy set aside his career disappointments temporarily for his marriage with long time girlfriend Sarah. It was clear that the couple would find it tough to survive but Jimmy was confident of making a name for himself on the demanding rock circuit.

    A few bad reviews later, Jimmy lost his battle against drugs, and quickly forgot the tough times he had in rehab the last time he turned to cocaine for his troubles. The negative publicity didn't help his cause, and cocaine was taking a hold on him that was far from desirable.

    A mild success with the song "Dead Horse" convinced Jimmy that he was on the right track, and for a while at least people flocked to see the 'crazy rockstar' in action. He picked fights with members of the audience and even threw his guitar at one heckler who was persistently tormenting him.

    Throughout these troubled times, the only comfort he had was Sarah. She had suffered a lot because of his antics but she still nursed him every time he had one of his fits.

    Jimmy never understood what his fans wanted. He gave his music every bit of his soul, yet fans seemed to want more - as if dissatisfied with his best. He often yelled at Sarah for trivial matters, such was his frustration with his music and life.

    Then one day, Sarah gave him the news. She had been feeling funny for some time, and while consulting her doctor, she found out that she was pregnant.

    "You're going to be a father now," she told him.

    Jimmy was ecstatic, to say the least. He had felt happy for the first time in years. He swore to Sarah he would clean up his act, and rid himself of the wild rocker lifestyle. It seemed things would turn out to be right after all.

    Nine months had gone by as if it were only nine days. Sarah went into labour, and Jimmy was nervously pacing the waiting rooms. When a doctor approached, he knew something had gone wrong.

    "What is it? Is she alright?"

    "We tried to tell her, but she went through with it"

    "Went through with what? Tell me now!"

    "We warned her that her body might not withstand delivering a baby, but she went through with it. As predicted, there were complications."

    "Complications? You mean she's....."

    "I'm sorry."

    All that he had ever loved was now gone. When he asked to see the baby he was shown that she was in the incubator, since she had a complicated delivery.

    He was preparing for Sarah's funeral. On the way, he visited the hospital. To see his child over there made his heart leap. He had already transferred his love.

    He felt a sensation of hollowness as he stood in the church. His band members stood with him every step of the way.

    One the way back, he once again stopped by the hospital again. None of the doctors would look him in the eye. A senior surgeon with tears in his eyes gave him the news. His child had not survived.

    The complete emptiness within him was mind-numbing. He did what he had always done in such a case, he wrote a song. "November Rain" had been borne out of his grief and misery.

    Fans and critics raved about the song, but Jimmy didn't care. All he had ever cared about had slipped out of his grasp. He felt like he was losing his mind...........

    Excerpt from Dr. Ross' journal -

    "The patient is mostly silent and unusually calm. He barely speaks, and remains staring into blank space most of the time. He often awakes at night with a scream, shivers and quails with extreme vigour. It takes more than half the staff to keep him under control at that time. In this state only one word is repeatedly mentioned, a female name - Sarah."

    Dr. Ross was head of a renowned mental institution. The patient here is Jimmy Davis, a long way down the road to ruin.

    Submitted on 2005-11-16 05:26:30     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Oh wow, this was a great story!! It seemed so real and so heartfelt. I could see everything happening in my head so clearly. It was really sad and I almost cried...did you make it up, or was it true? Thi sis just..wow...really awesome! Good work!
    | Posted on 2006-01-28 00:00:00 | by Raindrops | [ Reply to This ]
      This was soo sad...it made me go awww like four times...it is coated with so much pain and I think that it really lets you know that the life of the band boy and music is not always good...that behind your lyric are real events and those events could be really shattering.
    | Posted on 2006-01-24 00:00:00 | by lori_tab | [ Reply to This ]
      What an interesting story. This sounds like so many great rockers, it was very general. At first when I read that the first song was titled "Slither" my heart stopped because I thought you were talking about Velvet Revolver. I would have really like to see this story expanded, to show more, to go deeper inside the anguish and events surrounding it. It would definatly be something I would read if you expanded on it. Honestly I hadnt planned on reading it when I saw that it was a story and not a poem (I love storys but my attention span is usually not long enought to read one) however, it caught me and pulled me in. I also like your nice solid ending. Using the title was a nice way to tie it off and still reference back. Excellent job, keep writing!

    | Posted on 2005-11-21 00:00:00 | by rockunsilenced | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow! Did you make this up? This is really good, and very touching. It really got me when the baby died. That was so sad. It reminds me of when my Aunt Carmen died. I never even knew her because she died when she was just a few months old. It's sad that I never knew her, but I'm happy because she's in heaven now and doesn't have to suffer any pain.

    Keep up the great writing!
    | Posted on 2005-11-17 00:00:00 | by Lavender | [ Reply to This ]

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