The lights shut down, it was all dark, just a young boy trying to run away from problems. it was a long road, it still kept going... it always feels like there's no end. not even a single sign of light was being shown. no sweet angelic voices being heard anymore. day by day the dark journey was beginning to get even longer. The young boy looked up. The stars were not shining like they used too. "all my fault, all because of me." Was the only thing he let out from his mouth at that time. It felt like he was in a dark alley and he was the only one standing. As if he was in a different dimension. A bad one, a dark and lonely one. Mistakes. Mistakes brought him where he is. The regret look on his face looked so painful. Holding his heart in his hands, just like he held that glass of wine one night, which it slipped and shattered into million pieces in front of him. The tears weren't the usual tears you'd see falling from someone's eyes, they were extremely painful and hard to see. He felt himself becoming cold. His heart froze and activated the ability to not be warmed. The heavy steps down the dark alley, his shoes being the only thing heard, his cold breath being seen, he could feel somehow being pressured. A heavy feeling was punishing him. All the memories being flashed right in-front of him making him faint on the floor, but once he woke up he found himself in a dark hospital. Everyone was gone, no one by his side anymore. As if everyone wanted to stay away from him and hated him, as if he was a heartbreaking criminal. He loved but hurt, he knew it was coming back to him 10x worse. "no..." He cried out, not wanting fo experience the deadly feeling. He was the rose. The deadly but beautiful rose everyone would fall in love at first sight. Touch it once, it will hurt, touch it twice it will bring you hatred. That's how it was feeling. His breath was getting heavier as if he was needing oxygen. All of this because of several heartbreaks in just one day, lover, best friend, friend, family members. The main questions. Will he ever be able to feel again? To say "i love you" again? To put that bright smile of his back...? Will he be able to ever trust and love again...?
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"He was the rose...the deadly rose"
Short StoryA young broken boy trying to escape from the nightmare he was trapped in.