Chapter 10.

2 0 0
                                    


   "Come on just a little longer." Timor pleaded to me. He had been telling me to just stay in bed for the past few days. Truth be told I was and am tired but I knew deep down that I NEEDED to get up. But...I don't want to.

I held up three fingers to signal three more minutes until I would get up.

Three minutes passed. Then three more. Then next thing I knew I had been laying there all day and it was dark out. "[Curse word of your choice]" I yelled annoyed.

"Keep it down, I'm trying to sleep here," Timor yelled at me quietly.

"Oh [Curse word of your choice] off!" I stood up and sat on the floor. My carpet was soft and fuzzy against my legs. Minutes creep by like hours as I stare at the ceiling mindlessly. Just thinking. I shouldn't be left alone with my thoughts. Suicide. What?! What am I thinking? But maybe...I run my fingers through my long black hair. I hate summer break.


Word count: 173

Traveling Through DarknessWhere stories live. Discover now