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A/N- Listen to Alien Blues while reading this!!

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Therapy. It filled me with despair. They always ask you the most depressing questions.

"Was it the best you'd ever had?"

"Was it the worst you ever felt?"

i just wanted to scream and cry like a small pathetic child after dropping their melting ice cream on the floor. How the way they lean so close, and try to uncover every living secret you've ever had. It sickened my guts. "Shut your mouth." The therapist snapped her head up in shock. "Excuse me? Repeat what you just said?" Her neck started getting redder, she was angry for sure. "I said. Shut. Your. Fucking. MOUTH." She may have been angry but I was pissed.

Nobody can tell me what to fucking do or where to fucking go. The words may have been uncontrollable but my anger was like a switch. Flip it, and you are in for a special treat. 

"Ma'am. You may be angry but that does NOT mean you must take it out on me. Now, if you please, answer the questions I just asked you. I will not repeat them twice." She had cooled down. As if I was going to cool down too! My body had enough! Not by my own will, I stood up aggressively and stormed out the small therapy shop located at the bottom of a rather large hill. With her shouts echoing behind, I sped up the grassy mound as the idiotic lady tried to figure out where I had gone. Huffing in annoyance, I perched on a mossy log at the entrance of an enchanting forest. Mother always told me not to go there. As if she was here anymore! 'I can do what I fucking want' my brain conjured up an image of me wandering into the magical place, and I shook my head as to rid of the dastardly idea. Emotions overcame me, and I collapsed onto my knees in sadness. What was I thinking? I had lost both my best friends, and now I'm acting like my Mother wasn't the most important thing to me? 


I needed to breathe. Tears were leaking down from my crimson eyes, and my nose was all runny with snot. Standing up, I closed my eyes. I imagined my Mother, stood next to me. "I'm so proud of you Raven.." She whispered in her mesmerising voice. I let out a hiccup, and the memory was gone. Stomach rumbling, I realised I hadn't eaten since morning. After this crazy escapade, food was now the most important thing. My bag rustles as I go searching for some sort of snack, even though I don't remember packing anything. I felt my hand touch some sort of chocolate wrapper. Jackpot! I pulled it out, and in my hand was an....


Empty wrapper. Great. Just as my day was going wonderfully, I had to spend it hungry. I plonked myself back onto the mossy log. It was no use getting frustrated over a chocolate bar, as I had many more things to worry about. School, Father and my friends surrounded my head. Going back to school would be traumatizing, no-one would like me anymore. If I went home, Father would be super mad at me, and would take almost everything that I own away. 


'You should enter the forest... Promise me... It's safe in there~'

"ARGHH-" My head felt like it was splitting in half, the pain was unbearable... Not being able to breathe, I collapsed to the floor, and struggled to keep my eyes open. I was suffocating and there was no-one to help me, It felt like I was stabbed over and over and I couldn't stop wriggling around in pain. "Please.. someone.. please.." My voice was hoarse from screaming, and barely any noise could come out now. I was ready to give up; it was not like anyone cared about me. The last thing I remember is a towering, glowing white figure standing in front of me. They had beautiful golden orange hair.. and a long green dress. Why did I recognise them? That was all I saw; before I blacked out for like the 4th time this week. 

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Word count: 700 words hehe :D 

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