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Heaving a deep sigh i close my journal.
Sitting across the asylum cell, fondly gazing at the intoxicating full moon, a tear rolled down.
I still remember what happened that day.
Waking up from the overdosing sleep i found my friends circling me, their faces worried.
Jolting up with a throbbing head, my dried mouth croaked out the one name,
"Alex!"
They consoled me that the mansion was abandoned since ten years earning a gasp from me.
Pointing towards the same room— i first saw you, to my horror was sealed with no signs of opened recently.
Looking down i noticed myself still in that simple t-shirt and jeans.
"You lost conscious and we found you laying here," Lisa told.
"Did you catch any glimpse of that monster? People said, he had been killed by his parents and now he seeks revenge. He's so dangerous and steals innocent lifes too!" a horrified expression crossed over Sana's face.
Maybe the monster stole something more precious from me?
"Thank God babe, you're safe. Now let's go. We're already late."
My brain was hazy, chaotic things clouded as i whimpered for an illusion that never happened.
I fell for a wandering soul who craved to be loved before his family buried him alive.
You were nothing but just a figment of my imagination.
No one saw you, except me.
No one felt your unspoken pain, except me.
No one loved you, except me.
I thrashed, kicked, screamed, begged to them to release me.
They were trying to keep me away from you.
My Alex needed me.
The doctor confirmed i had oneirataxia so i needed immediate therapy.
I was in utopia.
Never wanted to come out.
But i had to. Just like you had to go.
So ironic.
I used to sleep so that we could meet.
But you never came.
It would seem like no one ever existed like you.
Once discovered like an evanescent for a moment, you sank back into the eternal night's autologous again.
The difference is no matter what people say, for me, you're still there, in my heart like a forbidden jewel.
I can never forget you.
Never.
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Short StoryThey said he was a monster who took lives. Only she knew what he took was something more precious. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵. © 2022 | tuneofhisflute.