The Masterpiece_Watch the Fireflies_Lucky to Have Love_DO YOU TAKE THE DARE?
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The Masterpiece
TW: PTSD, suicidal thoughts. The bedroom is white. Empty, lonely, and white. The color of absence. I hate it.Have you ever felt alone? I certainly do, even as Winnie walks in, her maroon sweater sharply contrasting against the stifling walls. “How are you?” She asks softly. I clench my fists. She doesn’t understand. They never understand. I don’t need her hospitality. I don’t need the people and their sympathetic apologies. I don’t need the white walls as they stare, shifting into the walls of the hospital, echoing the horrid beepwww.onedoor.ccs of the life support machine as it all- Stops. She runs over. ...
Watch the Fireflies
You're lost. You're lost.Lost among the lights that shield you from the void overhead. Lost from your companions. Lost from the cheerful babble that accompanies such a cluster of people. Lost, lost, lost. Maybe you lost them, maybe they lost you. There's a lot of losing going on. Shhh, calm down. Calm down. It's okay, there's nothing in the shadows. There's nothing to jump out at you. You've not been kidnapped by some kind of nightmarish clown. Everything is fine.Now, think. Where are you? What were you doing beforehand? You were with your friends, at the carnaval. It was getting late, wasn't ...
Lucky to Have Love
"Luck or love?" the statue asked. I frowned at him, though I wasn't quite sure where to look. A thick mist surrounded him, thinnest around his large feet and heavier around his head. It had spread out up there, a big clump of clouds. I could hardly tell where his head was."Where am I?" I asked him. The last thing I remembered was going to bed, and then waking up here--although I'm not quite where here is. I know I'm in some sort of garden, because there's trees everywhere. And flowers... I think. Is that a crushed orange on the ground, or a tulip? My vision feels blurry. "You're in your bedroo...
DO YOU TAKE THE DARE?
“Yes” I whispered. But I don’t think Cam heard. He was too busy goading me. “You are not chickening out on me, Are You Allison?” Cameron said with a cruel glint in his eyes that I have never seen before. But I ignored it. He has been behaving extremely weird today. But all of my questions have been rebuffed with one taunt or another. So, I finally gave up. Maybe it was his parents. I sighed. It was not like he was treated badly; they didn’t beat him or anything but neither do they care much for him. He was generally ignored by both sets of his parents. Mr Parker is a high-rise businessman who ...