originally posted: 2022-04-24
words: 433
(lowkey a vent but we'll ignore that :D )
i'll be taking a break from writing after thistw: self-harm and sucide mentions knifes
Yn was just 17 years old and was in suffering on the inside and out. Cuts littered their thighs, causing their legs to tremble with pain every time they tried to move, and the fabric of their pants rubbed against the open cuts.
Yn had amazing friends, but why was she so lonely? Sure, they had Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo, Techno, and even Dream cared about them, but Yn didn't. Yn didn't care about themselves; the only thing they cared about was getting out.
Yn merely wanted out, so they did what everyone else does when they want leave: they left their unfinished life symphony. Yn went out the only way they could think of deep in the woods with a knife to their throat exactly what they needed to suffer for a little longer.
Maybe the foxes will eat Yn and leave only their bones, but that isn't how life, thats not how anything works.
Yn sighed and pushed away from her desk, leaving the unfinished writing piece staring back at her. It made them sick and made them want to disappear and never come back. They understood the book they were writing was based on them, so why was it so difficult to write?
Was it because they didn't know what to write, or because they simply didn't want to do it anymore, or was it because she felt judged and thought people would hate it? Yn didn't know, and Yn didn't want to know.
Yn took out her phone no notifactions and no messages. Yn slammed her phone down, probably breaking the screen... Yn felt tears blur their vision... Why couldn't she be normal and happy like everyone else?
With blurry vision, Yn stretched out with trembling hands and swiftly typed out a title on her laptop.
Forever My Unfinished Symphony
Maybe it was the truama that inspired Yn to start writing. Maybe it was the thought of being ignored, but Yn typed and typed until her fingers felt like they were going to bleed till she came to the end of the story.
Yn looked over the edge, her friends screaming up at her, but she ignored them and stepped over the edge. 'Selfish selfish selfish,' someone chanted in her head as she closed her eyes, loving the feeling of wind blowing through her h/c hair.
Yn smiled as she looked at the clock, the red letters of 3:59 AM blinked back at her. As the clock struck 4 a.m., Yn felt herself fading away.
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𝔅𝔩𝔲𝔢 | Wilbur x Reader Oneshots
FanfictionWilbur x Reader Oneshots i wrote on Tumblr than put them in my book: Are You Alright? it's full of DSMP x Reader oneshots im just serparating all them :)
