Gamers Random Tales

Story 29- Closed Feelings

(Quick disclaimer, funni depresso and attempted suicide in this story lel)

(This story also basically by personal life and feelings, alot of aspects from this story are straight from my life)

(You'll just have to guess which parts are from my life though lel)

Alone.

Laying in my soft bed, wandering the endless joyful dream I'm having.

The Sci-fi wonderland I called it.

Though, as I drift with my hovercar vehicle across the Sci-fi city.

I hear a familiar sound, the sound of footsteps roaming around a house.

I open my eyes, im awake.

Back in this cruel world.

This is the story of..

Closed Feelings

I get up from my bed, hesitant if I should go back to sleep or not.

I walk over to my charging stand and grab my phone, looking through the messages and notifications I've missed overnight.

Smiling at most of them, since most of them were from some of my goofy yet lovable friends.

Though realizing I can't just sit here and scroll on my phone, I sigh and grab some clothing, I then head downstairs and quickly pass by my grandmother.

Trying not to say a single word, since every word I say leads to trouble.

I then enter the bathroom, do my morning routine, and leave peacefully.

Or, for now peacefully.

Music blaring from my phone, I lower it down a bit once I exit the bathroom, I'm a closeted listener myself.

Plus I don't wanna draw any attention to myself.

Usually I'd make myself breakfast and eat it but, I oddly wasn't in the mood for breakfast today.

I wasn't in the mood to do anything today actually.

Holstering my phone near me, I sit down on a nearby couch, relaxing myself.

I then spend hours mindlessly watching YouTube and playing games with my online friends, who somehow know me better then my parents

Occasionally I would get up to throw the trash away or get a snack but, besides that I wouldn't do anything much.

Though, after sometime, I log off my phone and just lay there, staring into space, deep within my thoughts.

My thoughts are the only safe haven from this cruel world.

But sometimes they can be just as bad as this world.

Occasionally I'd get the random NSFW thought, scream into a pillow and hate myself for it, but it would pass pretty quickly if I didn't think about it too much.

I would just be sitting there, being in my own creative world, not thinking about anything around me.

Though, this temporarily bliss wouldn't last long.